Echoes From the Campfire

I stared up into the blackness of night and thought how little it took to really satisfy a man.”

                    –Louis L’Amour  (The Proving Trail)

       “For He satisfies the longing soul, and fills the hungry soul with goodness.”
                    –Psalm 107:9 (NKJV)
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Psalm 98 begins with singing a song.  Now to hear me sing would definitely be an experience.  But there is a song given to us with the new birth.  We no longer sing the songs that belong to the old nature, we have a new song in our heart, the songs of heaven.  I also believe that when we finally arrive in heaven that we will again sing a new song.  Derek Kidner writes about Psalm 91, “There are two levels to the scene; one, God’s day of power, at His coming; the other, its anticipation in every act of worship.  The psalms we sing now are a rehearsal, and God’s presence among His worshipers is a prelude to His appearing to the world.”

          1 — Oh, sing to the LORD a new song!  For He has done marvelous things; His right hand and His holy arm have gained Him the victory.
          2 — The LORD has made known His salvation; His righteousness He has revealed in the sight of the nations.
          3 — He has remembered His mercy and His faithfulness to the house of Israel; all the ends of the earth have seen the salvation of our God.
          4 — Shout joyfully to the LORD, all the earth; break forth in song, rejoice, and sing praises.
          5 — Sing to the LORD with the harp, with the harp and the sound of a psalm,
          6 — With trumpets and the sound of a horn; shout joyfully before the LORD, the KIng.
          7 — Let the sea roar, and all its fullness, the world and those who dwell in it;
          8 — Let the rivers clap their hands; let the hills be joyful together before the LORD,
          9 — For He is coming to judge the earth.  With righteousness He shall judge the world, and the peoples with equity.  (NKJV)

       John Calvin wrote, “The first foundation of righteousness undoubtedly is the worship of God.”  One reason there is rejoicing in heaven when a sinner is born again is because of the “glorious triumph of His sovereign grace.” (Steven Lawson)  There is the recognition of all the miracles that took place at the crucifixion, all the miracles that take place with the bestowment of grace–therefore, the majesty of God is revealed.  “In the divine act of regeneration, the redeemed become worshippers of the one, true, living God.” (Lawson)  Singing is one thing, but we must always remember that true worship involves an ongoing lifestyle–every moment of every day should be worship; it should be living for the glory of God.  
       Let me relay some thoughts from the late George O. Wood regarding life and this psalm.

               “Before singing to the Lord a new song, perhaps you need to sing an old one.  It’s appropriate and helpful to meditate upon your own history with God, from the womb to the present.
               I have personally found great strength in present trials by rummaging through my past and finding specific instances or processes in which God met me.  I remember times I did not think I could make it, but He brought me through.  Those experiences of the Lord’s help are permanently etched into the pathways of my own personality.
               It’s today we often have difficulty trusting Him.  As Christians we have a wonderful yesterday and a secure tomorrow–but the here and now frequently finds us failing to connect God’s past and future help with our present need.”

God has done wonderful things in the past, for us, for our family, for our nation, and we see His wondrous works in the Bible.  “The fact that God remembers His love and faithfulness assures us He is the one constant in our lives that cannot be taken from us.” (Wood)
       No, this psalm is not “New Age,” but it does show that creation is under the control of the Creator.  Right now the earth is moaning in sin, the ground was cursed, things changed at the fall in Eden.  One day, it will be renewed and rejoice as well.  Note, there is a word of prophecy in the last verse.  One day the Lord will be back to judge the earth and the inhabitants thereof.  I wonder, if the words penned by Isaac Watts, there was thought of the Creator and this psalm when it was written.  It would do us good to get it into our soul and not sing it just as Christmas-time.

               “Joy to the world!  the Lord is come;
               Let earth receive her King;
               Let every heart prepare him room,
               And heaven and nature sing.”
                     –Isaac Watts

 

Coffee Percs

A few seconds later she was back with the cup. She handed it to me and I took a sip—it was hot. I blew on it for a few seconds then took another sip.”

                         –D.C. Adkisson  (Walker)
 
Mornin’ Pard, glad yuh showed up.  Whoopee, it’s been a busy few days, almost didn’t get this up and out.  The ol’ steel mounts were ailin’, had to get them to get taken care of, in fact, one is ailin’ right now with a broken down hoof.  Then had to see the sawbones a couple of times this week.  Nothin’ urgent, he didn’t remove nothin’, but gave me a good bill of health.  That’s good news for this ol’ fence post.
       Father’s Day is tomorrow.  I remember my Dad.  He died before he reached his sixtieth birthday.  In his later years, he was a bit of a conundrum, but the negative side has pretty much faded away.  I remember how we would sit and talk baseball.  He would show me things about the game, then after a game we would dissect it.  He knew the value of work, he told me that the greatest gift his father (my Grandpa) gave him was the value of hard work.  Helpin’ others was part of my Dad’s nature.  Why, Pard, if’n yuh needed it, he’d give yuh the shirt off his back.  Dad worked at many jobs, but mostly he was a truck driver.  One of the greatest compliments he ever gave me was the time we were movin’ Grandma and my Aunt, and I was backin’ up a truck.  He said that he couldn’t have done it any better himself.
       Most of the time, Dad worked two jobs, and wasn’t around.  But let me tell yuh this Pard, go ahead and slurp yur coffee, and I’ll tell yuh, it was Dad that got me to drinkin’ my coffee black.  No cinos from him, no way!  No, he didn’t tell me to drink it thataway, I just watched him.  He liked his black, so I would too.  Don’t ever tell me that yur parents don’t have influence over a youngster.
       Back to what I was goin’ to say.  My heavenly Father is always there.  He is interested in me talkin’ with Him about my plans, I don’t know if’n He smiles, but I know He will tell me that I might want to reconsider something, or He’ll guide me a different direction that what I had intended.  My Dad wasn’t a hugger, neither am I much, but I know my heavenly Father welcomes me to His arms–for protection, for security, for safety, sometimes just for the good feelin’ it gives.  My Dad was a small man in stature, but strong, especially his arms.  I reckon because he drove them big trucks, and that was before power steering.  Shucks, that’s now a candle to the strength of my heavenly Father.  
       Dad was a jack-of-all trades, a fixer-upper.  However, my heavenly Father is the One who made everythin’ from nothin’.  Oh, He fixes things–broken lives, broken hearts, broken souls, but He is also a builder.  Why Pard, let me tell yuh, right now His Son, Jesus, is fixin’ me up a place to stay with Him for eternity.  Yep, I’m part of His family now, an’ that is somethin’.
       Go ahead an’ swaller that last drop.  Be seein’ yuh, if’n yuh don’t fall off yur hoss ’cause yuh forgot to check yur cinch.  Plenty to get done today.
       Vaya con Dios.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

She was a person who had possessed the strength to pass through the storms of life and receive all their buffetings and wounds without being altered.”
                    –C.M. Curtis  (Return of the Outlaw)

       “He stirs up the sea with His power, And by His understanding He breaks up the storm.”

                    –Job 26:12 (NKJV)
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I’m not a seaman.  With that said, I can imagine what some of those early voyages must have been like.  In my mind, those sailors were extraordinary.  When I think of the expanse of the water and on the horizon all you can see is more water, well, I don’t think I’d like it much.  I had two uncles who joined the Navy during World War II.  One stayed in for over twenty years–he was a die-cast sailor.
       I’ve read many of the Hornblower stories, and especially like the books by Alexander Kent.  Warfare on the sea, battles on the sea, danger from wind, waves, and weather.  Nope, I’ll stick to the mountains.  In fact, in my later years, I don’t care much even for the beach.  Oh, there was a time, in my twenties when I went deep-sea fishing in Florida.  Annie and I with Granny and Pappy would walk along the bay and scoop up crabs which made fine eating, and I will grant the sea that point, there is plenty of good eating there.
       Jesus must have enjoyed the sea.  I wrote from Matthew yesterday, that “Jesus went out of the house and sat beside the sea.” (13:1).  The sea, if there aren’t many people around, is a good place to sit and contemplate.  Watching the waves rush to shore, hearing the sound; it’s easy to think of the majesty of God.  Easy to put things aside and ponder the things of God.  Jesus did it, so there’s nothing wrong with it.  He didn’t even mind the storms.  Put him in a boat, He’d go to sleep and sleep right through the tempest that was raging.  He didn’t even mind getting his toes in the water.  Remember that time He decided to take a stroll?
       Two thoughts I want to leave with you that I came across in my reading.  One is from Brendan the Navigator.  I didn’t know who he was but found he was also called Brendan the Voyager.  He was an “Apostle of Ireland,” born in the fifth century.  He said this, “Do not fear.  God will be of our crew, be at our helm, act as our pilot.  Ship sweeps. Leave set the sail.  We are His company, this His ship.  May He use us all to His will.”  That should give us some comfort.  When the storms of life assail, I can depend upon the Lord to keep me.  When the waves crash into the ship, my feet may get wet, but I will be upheld by His strong arm.  That might have been the thoughts of Paul, when he went through the three shipwrecks. (2 Corinthians 11:25).  Shipwrecked!  Imagine, alone in the deep, fish, monsters of the deep, sharks and Paul was there once for a night and a day.
       The second thought comes from life.  Put yourself out on a small ship, a frigate of days gone by.  You have your destination, but the wind changes.  Do you complain, or depend upon the captain?  Listen, in life sometimes there comes up quite a gale.  The winds may reach hurricane force in your life.  Do you moan, groan, despair or trust and depend upon the Captain?  Listen to the voices around you, what do you hear?  “The pessimist complains about the wind. The optimist expects it to change. The leader adjusts the sails.” (John Maxwell)  
       
          “Others went to sea in ships, conducting trade on the vast waters.  They saw the LORD’s works, His wonderful works in the deep.  He spoke and raised a tempest that stirred up the waves of the sea.  rising up to the sky, sinking down to the depths, their courage melting away in anguish, they reeled and staggered like drunken men, and all their skill was useless.  Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble, and He brought them out of their distress.  He still the storm to a murmur, and the waves of the sea were hushed.  They rejoiced when the waves grew quiet.  Then He guided them to the harbor they longed for.”
                     –Psalm 107:23-30 (HCSB)

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Every morning, his first task was to bask in the peace that vista brought to his heart.”
                    –C. Wayne Winkle  (One Last Chase)

       “It was on the same day that Jesus went out of the house and sat down by the lake-side.”

                    –Matthew 13:1 (Phillips)
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In my Pastor’s sermon last Sunday, two terms caught my eye.  REVIVE–REFRESH, and I want to add a third this morning, REKINDLE.  
       Revival, we hear that often these days among believers.  “Oh, Lord send a revival,” but I ask, is it a half-hearted plea?  We know that there will be a great revival before the Day of the Lord, but don’t be too quick to judge.  We tend to think only of America, and not rightly unso for we do want revival in our own land.  However, there is a major revival going throughout most of the world, save western nations.  
       This country has had tremendous revivals in our history from the very foundation of our country.  The Great Awakening came at just the right time in our country’s history.  Not only was it a great spiritual revival, but it is important to note that this is when those whom we call the “Founding Fathers” were growing into manhood.  They were greatly influenced by this national revival.  On I could go about the revivals in our history, but let me stop to say two things:  first, we must consider the sovereignty of God.  He doesn’t want any to perish, that’s a fact, but also He also knows the hearts of men, He knows the state of the union, so to speak.  Perhaps, it will be judgment that will bring revival to America.  Second, revival is very much an individual thing.  Yes, it is corporate, for the whole Church, but it is in the heart of each individual person that there must be revival.

               “Revive us again; fill each heart with Thy love,
               May each soul be rekindled with fire from above.”
                         –William P. Mackay

Revive means “to flourish anew,” or “to regain life, is used of a moral revival.”  If we, as believers, find ourselves beginning to wilt we need to revive our spirits.  We need to get into the word of God, pray, and let our lives begin to flourish again.
       The second word, Refresh, makes us “feel good.”  Think of a refreshing rain, a refreshing shower, a refreshing vacation.  Vine’s translates, “refresh” as “to give intermission from labor, or to give rest.  Another term for refresh means, “to make cool, refresh”, in other words to relax.  It can be used to obtain relief.  How in this crazy, confused, evil world can we be relaxed and rested?  By focusing on Christ.  My taking time to rest in His word.  In the frenzy of this world we need to stop and cool down.  Have you ever had your car overheat?  If so, what is it that you do?  First, you let it sit and cool down before any other action.  When you are going, going, going, then what is the first step, stop and cool down–be refreshed.  Grant to us a refreshing, O Lord, as we honor Your word.

               “‘There shall be showers of blessing:’
               Oh, that today they might fall,
               There shall be seasons refreshing,
               Sent from the Saviour above.”
                          –Daniel W. Whittle

       The final word, Rekindle, is not found in the New Testament, yet it is implied.  We are to keep our lamps lit.  Do not let the flame go out, but if it does make sure you have oil enough to relight it.  Don’t be like the foolish virgins, who begged, pleaded, and wanted to borrow more oil.  The oil of the Holy Spirit is sufficient for each individual; He provides for each one individually.  Another place we see the fire burning is when Jesus said that you don’t hide your flame under a bushel.  Keep it on fire, don’t let it go out.  Finally, Paul brings the idea of “rekindle” to Timothy.  In 2 Timothy 1:6, Paul tells Timothy to “stir up” the gift.  It means “to kindle afresh, or keep in full flame.”  Let the refreshing breeze of the Holy Spirit move over you and let the flame appear.  Keep your life aflame with the Holy Spirit.

               “O Lord, send the pow’r just now, O Lord, send the pow’r just now,
               O Lord, send the pow’r just now, And baptize ev’ry one.”
                            –Charlie D. Tillman

               “‘Tis burning in my soul, ‘Tis burning in my soul;
               The fire of heav’nly love is burning in my soul,
               The Holy Spirit came, All glory to His name!
               The fire of Heav’nly love is burning in my soul.”
                            –Delia T. White