Echoes From the Campfire

With light and darkness men change, women change, and life changes.”
                    –James Oliver Curwood (The Valley of Silent Men a Story of the Three River Country)

       “For it is the God who commanded light to shine out of darkness, who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.”
                    –2 Corinthians 4:6 (NKJV)
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Darkness, in the middle of lights and celebration?  Absolutely!  The lights, the fanfare, the bells, chimes, and celebrations are often indications of darkness.  Men and women run to them to escape their dark souls, to rationalize the sin in their hearts.  Many will not even acknowledge that they are sinners.  Darkness!  St. John of the Cross wrote, “For the sensual part of a man has no capacity for that which is pure spirit, and thus, when it is the spirit that receives the pleasure, the flesh is left without savor and is too weak to perform any action.”  Man does not want the true light to shine on his spirit for he loves to live in darkness, in his evil thoughts, that is one reason he fights to the conviction that comes to him.  Therefore, he often seeks the pseudo-light thinking that it will ease his conscience.
     St. John of the Cross continues with the thought that man’s palate was accustomed to the tastes and flavors of Egypt.  He enjoys it, he savors it, and when he is removed he will complain that he wants and prefers the food of Egypt; he complains about the food of heaven.  Thus when the light shines he shuts his spiritual mind against what it represents.  Oh that we would see the true light!  Let the lights on your tree remind you of the One who sent the Light into the dark world; to remind you of the Light that flooded the darkness of your heart and spirit.  
     Isaiah reminds us, “There will be no more gloom for her who was in anguish.” (9:1, NASB)  The NLT translates it this way, “Nevertheless, that time of darkness and despair will not go on forever.”  In verse 2, Isaiah writes, “The people who walk in darkness will see a great light; Those who live in a dark land, The light will shine on them.” (NASB)  At Christmas we think of the “star”, the light that led with wise men to the Child.  Light will cast out darkness, and in the spiritual realm so much more.  “The light of grace was breaking into the self-inflicted gloom of sin.” (Alistair Begg)  Begg continues his thought, “The good news of Christmas is that the God of the Bible is the God of grace, who comes into the darkness and emptiness of our hearts to bring His light, His joy, and His peace.”
     So don’t get into a frenzy with the lights of Christmas, as they represent the greater Light.  If there is darkness in your heart, don’t use the lights to try to brighten your soul, it will not work, and it will not last.  You, I, and all must come to the one Light, the Lord Jesus Christ.  The light of Christmas should not be seasonal, or even one day of the year.  “It is a Merry Christmas all the year round to a soul that has an unstaggering faith in the promises of the blessed God.” (Charles Spurgeon)  Live in the Light, live in it daily, hourly, and gaze at the wonder of the Light that has now come to your life.
     “May your Christmas be filled with grace over perfection, presence over pressure, and love over everything else.” (unknown)  In other words as the Light shines in your heart let it glow so that others may see and have hope.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

When you brighten the day of someone else, you’ve given them about the best gift there is.”
                    –Donald L. Robertson  (The Hanging Star)

       “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.”
                    –John 3:16 (ESV)
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As the embers glow and glisten in the campfire I want to give you two thoughts to ponder.  The first came to me when I was reading a hymn by Charles Wesley, “Love Divine, All Loves Excelling.”  I am not familiar with it, but there was something that caught my attention.  The second line of the first stanza:  “Joy of heaven, to earth came down…”  The thought came to me, what was heaven like with Jesus not there?
     Was there sadness in heaven?  Several years back there was a song, a good song with a good melody and was inspirational, but it had some faulty theology–“The Angels up in Heaven Must Have Cried.”  First of all, I have no proof from Scripture that angels cry, and secondly, there is no sadness or tears in heaven.  So there is the answer to that first question, no, there was no sadness.  Did the angels understand what was happening?  I don’t know, they are part of the supernatural world, part of the world where Satan battles and rebels, so do they know what is going on?  But they cannot know the fullness of grace–that is reserved for man.
     But that still does not answer my question.  The Joy of heaven, came to earth.  There must have been something missing, but I don’t understand the full meaning.  Jesus never laid aside His deity.  On earth He was still God, in His fullness.  What Paul seems to say, He “made Himself of no reputation,” or “He emptied Himself.”  He laid aside His “glory” (the “kenosis”).  The NKJV Study Bible states, “He did not empty Himself of any part of His essence as God.  Instead He gave up His privileges as God and took upon Himself existence as a man.”  Oh, what a wonderful mystery!  When the angels looked at the throne they did not see the Son of God, however, when they took notice of earth they saw Him walking as a man, coming to redeem mankind.  The thought is beyond me, it is too wonderful for me.
     The second thought that hit me this week in my reading came from the idea of gifts.  Christmas is a time noted for the giving of gifts.  It might be a good time to review Matthew 25:14-20, where the Master gave talents (gifts) to His servants.  “We’ve all been entrusted with something.” (Gary Wilkerson)  Get that in your mind.  If nothing else we’ve been entrusted with life itself, but even more, we’ve been entrusted with the great gift of the Father of His Son.  What will you and I do with that profound gift of Jesus?  What will you and I do with our lives?
     I do like what Wilkerson suggested regarding our wonderful gifts.  He said, “We were made with the design of serving and working out God’s purpose in the world.  In many ways, salvation is simply accepting this and allowing the Holy Spirit to work through us so that we can achieve God’s purpose for us.”  Think of that.  The Gift is there–accept it or reject it.  Make something of it, or bury it in the sand.  Remember, however, the Master is coming back to see what we have done with the gift of His Son.  
     We all, as believers, have been “entrusted with some capacity or ability to expand the kingdom of God….  Never say, ‘I have nothing to offer.’  God has given you a gift to move His kingdom forward in some way.” (Wilkerson)  Get with it this Christmas and use your gift, however insignificant you think it may be.  A smile or hug goes a long way, and it is amazing how the Holy Spirit can use such a gesture.  First, accept the Gift of Jesus Christ, the Son of God, that eternal gift.  “God’s gift of Himself has huge implications for our lives and how we move through the world.” (Wilkerson)  Then get on with life, that wonderful gift of breath and strength and I will say, time.  Use those gifts to the best of your ability knowing that they come from the Lord and that it is our responsibility, duty, and obligation to be giving them back to Him.  May we be about the process of preparing our hearts for Christ’s return, looking forward to the day when we “cast our crowns, before thee, lost in wonder, love, and praise!” (Wesley)

 

Echoes From the Campfire

I have my problems. One of them is anger when I see a fool in action.”

                    –D.C. Adkisson  (Redemption)

       “Therefore you will be among the first to go into exile; your feasting and lounging will end.”
                    –Amos 6:7 (NIV)
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Which way are you headed?  As Bob Beasley puts it, “Some people are heading toward the feast of wisdom and some are heading toward the feast of folly.”  Proverbs 9 completes the introduction to the Book of Proverbs.  Enter now, the Feast of Wisdom.

          1 — Wisdom has built her house, she has hewn out her seven pillars;
          2 — She has slaughtered her meat, she has mixed her wine, she has also furnished her table.
          3 — She has sent out her maidens, she cries out from the highest places of the city,
          4 — Whoever is simple, let him turn in here!  As for him who lacks understanding, she says, to him,
          5 — Come, eat of my bread and drink of the wine I have mixed.
          6 — Forsake foolishness and live, and go in the way of understanding.  (NKJV)

It reminds me of the tale where Jesus spoke of a feast that is prepared for those who would not enter.  The master of the household told his servants to go out to gather those who would come to the feast.  
     Which road?  The dilemma of life.  Each road has implications, each has profound effects, each has a different destination.  All roads do not lead to the same destination.  Wisdom builds, while Folly talks.  Mike Leake writes, “Smooth talkers and charismatic personalities may attract our attention, but the path of wisdom is walked by those who are quietly plodding and diligently building.”  There is time for all to look at the two roads and decide.  Moses had that difficult decision, “By faith Moses, when he became of age, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh’s daughter, choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God than to enjoy the passing pleasures of sin, esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures in Egypt; for he looked to the reward.” (Hebrews 11:24-26, NKJV)
     Who would decline an invitation to the grand feast?  The fool.  Why would they even consider not coming?  Because of their folly, their love of pleasure.  Their eyes are blinded, or they are in rebellion (scorner).  We read in Matthew 22 that the servant goes out searching and giving out invitations.  There is a great feast coming and not everyone will be attending.  Now, all are invited, the great sacrifice has been made, and the invitations passed out to whosoever will.  Now is the day of acceptance for when the day of the feast comes not all will be allowed to enter into that great banquet hall.
     One other thought, know this, that the building of anything implies the expenditure of time and labor (Flores).  We don’t think of the cost, the effort, and the time that it took to prepare for the feast.  Look at the Old Testament–the whole of the Old Testament was part of the building process to allow the incarnation of Jesus.  “Forsake foolishness and live…”

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

Enjoy what you have rather than desiring what you don’t have.  Just dreaming about nice things is meaningless; it is like chasing the wind.”  –Ecclesiastes 6:9 (NLT)
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     “It was a grand day!”  I announced solemnly.
     “Yes, it was, thank the good Lord,” agreed Pastor Chapman.  “Whenever we work for the kingdom it is a grand day.”
     There came a chuckle from Charlie, “Now don’t you go preachifying to us, Parson.  One sermon a week is enough.”  That brought a laugh from all of us around the table.  Our little group met after church on Sunday to eat the leftovers from Thanksgiving and to discuss how the day went.  No elk stew was left but there was enough venison chili to go around feeding all of Mateo’s family, Charlie’s, Doc and Edith, Preacher Chapman and his wife, along with Molly and myself.  Molly had a couple of mincemeat pies hidden that she had made yesterday, and of course, the coffee was on.
     I looked at the crew, and then my eyes went to one newcomer.  “Copper, you did a right fine job.  How’re you feelin’?”
     He smiled at the remark then answered, “Doin’ fine, a little tired, but, uh, Marshal, can I ask a favor?  Please call me Boyd, or Finegan.  Copper was part of my old life and as the Preacher-man said, old things have passed away, all things have become new.”
     Nodding at him, I held out the coffeepot, “Want a refill?”
     Copper, or now Finegan, willingly held out his cup.
     The group was growing, growing up.  There was no one in the jail, so Mateo locked it up so Lucas could be with us.  Why, just a few years ago, he was working around town doing odd jobs, and now, my land, he was a full-fledged deputy marshal.  There were smiles on everyone’s faces and I’m not sure that it was because of the pie, but from the joy of the Lord.
     Doc held out his cup, “Go ahead, give me some more of that hideous stuff.”
     I was in the midst of pouring when there came a banging on the door.  I stopped mid-pour to look at Molly who had gotten up to go answer.  “Hold on, let me get it!”  I didn’t want her to answer the door not knowing who it could be.  After all, from my experience there have been some mighty strange, rough, and evil people enter through that doorway.
     My hand was on my pistol, ready to pull it if need be.  I opened the door.  “My mercy, what in the world…”