The Saga of Miles Forrest

There is another serious problem I have seen in the world.  Riches are sometimes hoarded to the harm of the saver, or they are put into risky investments that turn sour, and everything is lost.  In the end, there is nothing left to pass on to one’s children.”  –Ecclesiastes 5:13-14 (NLT)
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     We were all enjoying a delicious breakfast at the diner.  By “we”, I mean myself, Mateo, and Charlie Gold.  Seldom are the three of us able to get together unless it is because of some crisis.  Mateo had Emelda’s wonderful huevos rancheros of which I had an order of myself.  It is always a hard decision, the huevos rancheros or biscuits and gravy of which the Sheriff was stuffing himself with.
     “Careful, Charlie.  Yuh better slow down some or you’ll be droppin’ a glob that gravy on your new shirt.  I don’t think Marta would be pleased.  I will say, however, that’s it’s nice to see you all dressed up.”
     Mateo stopped his fork halfway to his mouth and grinned.  “It’s ’cause he’s politicking.  Election is comin’ up in a few weeks.”
     I had been out of town and had plum forgotten that it was election time.  I was just getting ready to remark on it when Doc Jones walked into the diner.  “Well, sure hope there’s no crime taking place in town as the duly appointed law officers, and one elected one,” he said pointing to Charlie, “are all stuffing their bellies with food.  And from what I’m seeing if there was a crime they would be so full that they’d have to waddle to the crime scene.”
     “Doc, sit yourself down and quit your blabbering!” snapped Charlie.  “We were listening to Miles.  He’s got quite the decision to make.”
     “Heard you were back in town,” quipped Doc, then he surveyed our plates.  Shaking his head, he waved Lola over.  “Dear, I’ll have a piece of pie–chocolate if you have any.  If not, bring me any type of cream pie.”
     “I’ll get the coffee for him, Lola.  Go ahead and find something for Doc’s disposition to sweeten it up.”
     I got a glare from him along with a grunted, “Bah.”
     Standing I grabbed a cup from the shelf and poured Doc a cup of coffee, and then filled the cups of Mateo and Charlie along with my own.  As I was setting the pot back on the stove I heard Charlie warn Doc, “If you take the last piece of chocolate, you might just be having to fix yourself up.”
     “Come on, Miles, sit down and tell me what’s happening,” commanded Doc, before taking a sip.
     “I’ve been offered a position as a Colorado Ranger,” I simply told the three of them.
     “Does that mean Denver is in your future?” inquired Doc, sipping at the hot brew.
     “No, I’ll be assigned to Section D and will travel a circuit similar to what Charlie does as sheriff.
     Mateo was staring, and I could tell he was puzzled.  “Amigo, pardon my ignorance, but I have never, ever, heard of the Colorado Mounted Rangers.”
     “And what is Section D?” blurted out Doc.
     “Ask him what Molly thinks of it,” snickered Charlie.  I looked at him, smiling.  A large chuck of gravy had fallen on his new shirt.  The whitish color of the gravy showed up quite well on his maroon shirt.
     “Hold on…”

 

Echoes From the Campfire

The greatest men are those who have fallen deepest into the mire, sinned most, suffered most, and then have fought their evil natures and conquered.”
                    –Zane Grey  (The Light of the Western Stars)

       “He drew me up out of a horrible pit [a pit of tumult and of destruction], out of the miry clay (froth and slime), and set my feet upon a rock, steadying my steps and establishing my goings.”
                    –Psalm 40:2 (Amplified)
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               “He paid a debt He did not owe
               I owed a debt I could not pay…”
                     –Ellis J. Crum

Upon reading this psalm/song of Paul’s the words to the song by Crum came immediately to mind.  William Barclay says that “In many ways this is the greatest and most moving passage Paul ever wrote about Jesus.”  

          4 — Let each of you look out not only for his own interests, but also for the interests of others.
          5 — Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus,
          6 — who, being in the form of God, did not consider it robbery to be equal with God,
          7 — but made Himself of no reputation, taking the form of a bondservant, and coming in the likeness of men.
          8 — And being found in appearance as a man, He humbled Himself and became obedient to the point of death, even the death of the cross.  (NKJV)

There is so much doctrine and theology in these verses from Philippians 2, but there is also the aspect of practical theology as well.  Much could be said, and has been, but let’s just look at a few things in our short time this morning.  Someone has said, “Right thinking produces right actions.”  Therefore, our actions are the fruit of our deepest thoughts.  I would ask, how close are you to Christ?  How often do you think about Him and then, what are those thoughts?  Notice, that the “mind” is mentioned; we are to have the mind of Christ, that is why Paul wrote to the Romans that we must have the “renewing of our mind.”  No longer are we to act and think worldly thoughts, thoughts that do not belong to Christ.
     Much of these verses then deal with the Incarnation–that great mystery of God.  Right from the start we see Paul telling us that “Jesus was essentially and unalterably God.” (Barclay)  Jesus was equal, which means He was fully God.  The term used here means an essential for which never alters.  Jesus did not think it robbery to be equal with God.  J.B. Phillips translates it this way, “For he, who had always been God by nature, did not cling to his prerogatives as God’s equal.”  He placed that aside in His humility to come to earth to take on our great debt.
     Barclay explains what the term “robbery” relates to.  “It can mean that Jesus did not need to snatch at equality with God, because He had it as a right, and/or that He did not clutch at equality with God, as if to hug it jealously to Himself, but laid it willingly down for the sake of men.”  The next verse hits me, He emptied Himself; He took the position of a slave.  The meaning of this phrase means “removing things from a container, until the container is empty; of pouring something out, until there is nothing left.” (Barclay)  Think of that, He emptied Himself of His royal deity.  No, He did not cease to be God, never think that, but He came to earth as man.
     Think about Jesus and His life on earth.  One of the clearest aspects of His character was his humility.  Barclay writes, “The great characteristics of Jesus’ life were humility, obedience, and self-renunciation.  He did not desire to dominate men but only to serve them; He did not desire His own way but only God’s way; He did not desire to exalt Himself but only to renounce all His glory for the sake of men.”  So anything that is selfish, or self-seeking, or putting ourselves out for self-display destroys our likeness to Christ.  Remember!  We are to have the mind of Christ!  Think of His humility.  William Hendircksen calls our attention to it when he says, “So poor was He that He was constantly borrowing:  a place for His birth, a boat to preach from, a room for the Lord’s supper, a tomb to be buried in.  Moreover, He took upon Himself a debt–the guilt and sins of us all.”
     Listen then carefully to the sermons you hear.  How do they portray your thinking in regard to that of Jesus?  What do the self-help books say about you?  Are you a somebody, or are you in the image of Christ?  Can you make it by yourself, or do you need a savior to take care of your sins?  

               “You who were God beyond all praising,
               Because You loved me became a man
               Stooping so low, but sinners raising
               Heavenwards by Your eternal plan.”
                     –Frank Houghton

 

Coffee Percs

She brought some coffee and home baked bread to the table, then sat down.”

                    –Patrick Lindsay  (Chance Reilly)
 
“Say, it’s good to be back home again…”  What’s the matter Pard, yuh don’t like the song?  The song’s fine, it’s just my croonin’?  I’ll have yuh know that I sound pretty good to my ownself.  Maybe it’s just yur hearin’.  If’n yuh would join in with me, yuh might not be hearin’ so bad.  Oh, yuh don’t sing in polite company.  Ha–I reckon not.
     Well, if’n yuh ain’t gonna sing, grab yuh a cup an’ I’ll do the pourin’.  Good to be makin’ my own coffee.  The trip was good, most usually is when visitin’ loved ones, but always nice to be back at the little cottage in the woods, sittin’ and ponderin’ and drinkin’ good coffee.  I’ll have to give credit where credit’s due; the coffee on the trip was above average.  I don’t know what type they use, but the hotel coffee wasn’t all that bad.  Not that I’d want it everyday, now yuh hear, but it was drinkable.  
     Yep, always good to be back home.  Just a comfortable feelin’.  There’s somethin’ rich ’bout home.  Like that ol’ boy, Chance, he was a rich man.  My goodness, a wonderful wife makin’ an’ brinin’ him bread, pourin’ him a fresh cup of coffee, and sittin’ down, sorta comfortable like with him.  Now, I’d say that’s riches.  Plus, it’s always good to be a-jawin’ with you.  Mmm, homemade bread, maybe some butter, an’ some plum jelly rubbed on it.  Mighty good, better than fish eggs packed in a jar.  An’ one more thing I’ll be a-tellin’ yuh, it was made with pure love from her heart.  Now yuh jist can’t be beatin’ that.
     But hold on, Pard!  No, go ahead, yuh can be a-drinkin’ whilst I’m a-talkin’.  We have to not get too cozy with this ol’ world.  We ain’t stayin’ in it for all that long, ‘specially in the light of eternity.  Come on, Pard, sing with me:  “This world’s not my home, I’m just a passin’ through…”  We have to be rememberin’ that we’re only pilgrims travelin’ through this wearisome land.  Why even the riches of a home here below, won’t be a-comparin’ to our heavenly home that’s bright and fair.  So, Pard, no matter how good the vittles are, how strong and delectable the coffee is, no matter how warm an’ secure yur feelin’ in yur home’; it ain’t yur final home.  Yuh know, the hammerin’ stopped up yonder in glory, the good Lord, I expect is gettin’ the final touches ready on our home up there.  Yuh be lookin’ up in the sky, for He’s a-comin’ back for His saints.
     Pard, an’ don’t be like some of those who give dates for His comin’, or don’t be one of the other crowd that says, He ain’t comin’ back.  Why to be like them would be like not checkin’ yur cinch when yuh mount up.  Pard, in these days of turmoil, enjoy the blessin’s of the Lord, but keep your eyes on the horizon, for He’s sure to be comin’ soon.
     Vaya con Dios.

Echoes From the Campfire

As long as you let your conscience needle you, you wouldn’t slide into that dark abyss.”
                     –James D. Best  (Leadville)          

       “So I always take pains to have a clear conscience toward both God and man.”
                    –Acts 24:16 (ESV)
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Many years ago I learned the lesson that the Holy Spirit either enrages or He convicts.  With that, when He convicts it often turns into rage when it is rejected.  The fact is that man in his fallen state loves darkness.  John tells us, “This is the judgment, that the Light has come into the world, and men loved the darkness rather than the Light, for their deeds were evil.” (John 3:19, NASB)  Man doesn’t want to be told he is evil, that he is a sinner.  And those, well, those who totally reject the Light are enraged when they are exposed to the truth that comes through the Light.  If you don’t think so, just take a glimpse at the news.  From the streets of Portland and other cities, to those cities in the halls of government there is rage.  Besides their actions and words their faces show the evil that is inside them.
     Most people recognize that there is a right way to go.  Few have their hearts so calloused that they cannot see the truth, or feel inside them the working of conviction.  Paul writes, “…They show the work of the Law written in their hearts, their conscience bearing witness and their thoughts alternately accusing or else defending them.” (Romans 2:15, NASB)  I will say again, that most people still have a conscience, or at least a remnant of one.  Andrew Murray said that, “Conscience is the guardian or monitor God has given you, to give warning when anything goes wrong.”  Conscience–listen to it.  Not only was it placed inside you by God, but it is what the Holy Spirit works upon.  Add to that the Word of God and there is not escaping the Light–the truth of God’s Word.
     Instead of rejecting the Light we should run towards it.  Jesus–the Light of the world, our hope, our salvation, our sustainer, and our soon coming Lord.  The writer of Hebrews implores us to draw near to God, “Let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water.” (10:22, NASB)  I like the way the NLT puts this, “Let us go right into the presence of God, with true hearts fully trusting him.  For our evil consciences have been sprinkled with Christ’s blood to make us clean, and our bodies have been washed with pure water.”
     We are to live in the knowledge of God’s Word.  The Holy Spirit uses that to help us along the journey of life.  Murray states, “Up to the light you have, give heed to conscience.”  See, as Christians, we have the Light; we have the Holy Spirit, so when we feel a tug of conscience heed what it is saying.  The unbeliever does not have this benefit of God’s Spirit living within them, but they still have some knowledge of right and wrong placed within them.  I am reminded of Jesus’ words in Matthew, that it is the pure in heart that will see God.  Therefore, we, as Murray says, should “ask God, by the teaching of His will, to give us more Light.”  Keep your heart pure, your mind focused on proper things and then, “Conscience will become your encouragement and helper, and give you the confidence, both that your obedience is accepted, and that your prayer for ever-increasing knowledge of the will is heard” (Murray).