Echoes From the Campfire

Now, the tree is decorated with bright merriment, and song, and dance and cheerfulness. And they are welcome. Innocent and welcome be they ever held, beneath the branches of the Christmas Tree, which cast no gloomy shadow! But, as it sinks into the ground, I hear a whisper going through the leaves. ‘This, in commemoration of the law of love and kindness, mercy and compassion. This, in remembrance of Me!’”
                         –Charles Dickens

       “…This cup is the new covenant in My blood.  Do this, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of Me.” 

                         –1 Corinthians 11:25 (HCSB)
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               “Then the angel said to her, ‘Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God.  And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bring forth a Son, and shall call His name Jesus.’…  Then Mary said to the angel, ‘How can this be, since I do not know a man?”  And the angel answered and said to her, ‘The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Highest will overshadow you; therefore, also, that Holy One who is to be born will be called the Son of God.'”
                          –Luke 1:30-31, 34-35 (NKJV)

     Notice that it was not explained to Mary.  She received no answer, only a word, and she was content with what the angel said.   Mary simply, in faith, replied, “Behold the maidservant of the Lord!  Let it be to me according to your word…”. (Luke 1:38, NKJV)  Mary had an angel with the news from God, we have the Bible telling us the story of how it transpired.   “God has told us only what the incarnation was, leaving to us the duty of believing what He said.” (E.S. Williams)  The Son of God in person began to live a fully human life.
     We must never push aside His deity however.  He was fully God, He laid aside only His glory.  F.F. Bruce said that the Word “is the self-revelation or self-expression of God.”  He became flesh and dwelt among us (John 1:14).  “When the Word ‘became flesh’ His deity was not abandoned, or reduced, or contracted, nor did He cease to exercise the divine functions which had been His before.” (New Bible Dictionary).  In fact, His very birth, the circumstance and the event itself, point to His deity.  
     He worked miracles, He healed many of various infirmities, He rose from the dead, then why question a miraculous birth?  The Incarnation is not the diminishing of deity, but the acquiring of manhood.  J.I. Packer said, “Jesus’ humanity was sinless, and the circumstances of His birth call attention to the miracle that was involved when Mary, a sinner, gave birth to one who was not ‘in Adam’ as she was, nor therefore needed a Savior as she did.”  
     Jesus emptied Himself of outside glory–the “kenosis.”  Philippians 2:7, from the Amplified says, “But emptied Himself [without renouncing or diminishing His deity, but only temporarily giving up the outward expression of divine equality and His rightful dignity] by assuming the form of a bondservant, and being made in the likeness of men [He became completely human but was without sin, being fully God and fully man].”   His followers had little trouble accepting His humanity, it was His deity that they struggled with; it was His deity that amazed them.  John the Baptist declared that “He was before me” (John 1:30).  John wrote, “No one has ascended to heaven but He who came down from heaven, that is, the Son of Man who is in heaven” (John 3:13, NKJV)
     Why are we surprised at the miracle of His birth?  Jesus entered and left this world by acts of supernatural power.  As Karl Barth put it, “God for man, and man for God.”  Miracles, the supernatural are beyond us.  It is beyond natural this birth of Jesus.  “To grasp what the incarnation was in positive terms is beyond us.” (J.I. Packer)  As I wrote earlier last week, the Incarnation is a mystery; it requires belief rather than explanation.  Accept it, grasp hold of its truth.  To not accept the Incarnation–Jesus coming in the flesh–is as John wrote “antichrist.”  In this season in which we celebrate the birth of our Lord rejoice in the miracle of the supernatural birth of Jesus–God in the flesh come to save mankind from their sins.

               “Answer thy mercy’s whole design,
               My God incarnated for me;
               My spirit made the radiant shrine,
               My light and full salvation be;
               And through the shades of death unknown
               Conduct me to thy dazzling throne.”
                         –Charles Wesley

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Christmas is not in tinsel and lights and outward show. The secret lies in an inner glow. It’s lighting a fire inside the heart. Good will and joy a vital part. It’s higher thought and a greater plan. It’s a glorious dream in the soul of man.”
                    –Wilfred A. Peterson

       “For in Him the whole fullness of Deity (the Godhead) continues to dwell in bodily form [giving complete expression of the divine nature].”

                    –Colossians 2:9 (Amplified)
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               “So all this was done that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the Lord through the prophet, saying:  ‘Behold, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel,’ which is translated, ‘God with us.'”
                         –Matthew 1:22-23(NKJV)

     The mystery of the Incarnation flows from the infinite mind of God.  His ways are for surely above and deeper than we could even begin to imagine.  F.F. Bruce wrote, “He manifested the form of God in the form of a servant…  He shared the true nature of God.”  The “I AM” was being revealed to mankind in a new and different way.  God did not change, but He presented Himself in the form of man.  The more I think of the Incarnation the more I am amazed.  It is incomprehensible.  “The Almighty appeared on earth as a helpless human baby, needing to be fed and changed and taught to talk like any other child.  The more you think about it, the more staggering it gets.  Nothing in fiction is so fantastic as this truth of the Incarnation.”  (J.I. Packer)
     Scripture declares that He was born of a virgin.  Isaiah prophesied many years before, “Therefore the Lord Himself will give you a sign:  Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a Son, and shall call His name Immanuel.” (7:14, NKJV)  The above verse in Matthew proclaims the validity of that prophecy.  Furthermore, Luke writes, “to a virgin betrothed to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David.  The virgin’s name was Mary. (1:27, NKJV)
     Because Jesus was virgin-born He did not inherit original sin.  He was the “second Adam.”  No sin, and unlike Adam, remained sinless.  This virgin-birth “cannot be explained away.  It can only be accepted or denied.  It is history or the boldest fiction.” (Encyclopedia of the Bible).  We see in the first three Gospels the emphasis being placed upon Jesus’ humanity.  He was born in Bethlehem (Luke 2:4-7); there was the flight into Egypt (Matthew 2:13-15); He was anointed at His baptism in the Jordan (Matthew 3:13-17); and was tempted of the devil (Matthew 4:1-11).  “The New Testament writers never attempt to dissect the mystery of His person; it is enough for them to proclaim the incarnation as a fact, one of the sequences of mighty works whereby God has wrought salvation for sinners” (New Bible Dictionary).  Only Joseph and Mary alone knew the tremendous secret.
     This is the “mystery of godliness:  God was manifested in the flesh” so wrote the Apostle Paul.  Jesus, not less than man, was more than man.  He came to His own world as a visitor; He came from God, and went to God.  The Incarnation is not the diminishing of deity, but the acquiring of manhood.  The Son in person began to live a fully human life.  We can now relate fully to God for He became like us.

The Saga of Miles Forrest

Miles has been charged by court order to take Todd Johnson to Canon City to begin serving his thirty year sentence.  The snow is lightly falling as the stage has pulled into the last stop before arriving in Canon City.  Miles has noticed that there are additional horses tied to the corral fence.  Does Johnson have enough friends that would try to free him or is it just coincidence?  Join me in another exciting adventure from yesteryear.
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       I waited, holding Johnson in the stage until the horses were removed and taken to the corral.  The driver walked with the hostler helping him out.  I still waited.  Perhaps it was my suspicious nature that kept me in check for my job required for me to be suspicious and it has saved my neck several times.  Perhaps it was the checking of the Holy Spirit upon me to make me wait.  Most likely it was a combination of both.
       “You still think you’re gonna get me to the pen?” smarted off Johnson from the darkness of the coach.  I didn’t want him to warn those inside, so I lifted the barrel of the Greener and gave him a sudden thunk on the noggin, rendering him unconscious. 
       Taking my hat off I turned to face the station house keeping low in the coach.  It was none too soon for three men from the station stepped out.  “Todd!  Todd you there?” hollered the man in the center.
       They didn’t venture out any further, but stood by the front of the station.  “Briles, you sure he was to be on this stage?” growled the center man.
       “He was on it,” came his return.  “Unless he got off before arriving at the station,” he paused.  “An’ that don’t seem feasible in this weather.”
       “Let’s check it out,” stated the center man and the three started toward the stage.
       I waited until they were ten yards from the coach.  “Deputy United States Marshal Miles Forrest–put your hands high over your head!”
       There came an oath from the one named Briles, then cursing from the man in the center.  All three of them didn’t heed my command because they went for their guns.  Shooting through the door I cut loose with both barrels of the Greener.  I know the shot hit all three men, but the center man was blown back several feet and lay there on the ground still, his blood now coloring the white snow.
       Glancing at the man to my right I saw that he was down on one knee holding his right shoulder.  Briles was limping off to my left.  Drawing my pistol I fired twice, hitting him both times stopping him in mid-limp.  The other man was still holding his gun and was trying to bring it up.  Cocking my pistol, I yelled, “Drop it!”
       Then two shots rang out from the corner of the station house.  Dummy me, I had forgotten that I saw four horses.  I snapped a shot toward the station.  Another bullet ripped through the stage and I heard a thud.  It was fired from the wounded man, so I fired twice at him this time taking him completely out of the action.  Another shot from the corner.
       Hunkering down in the stage I took out the spent cartridges and reloaded.  Johnson was still unconscious as I went past him and out the other door.  I heard hollering from the corral.  The man was racing towards his horse when the teamster and hostler were bringing up the fresh team.  I raced toward the corral as the man was stepping into his saddle.  Two more shots rang from my gun, the man falling, his foot caught in the stirrup.  The hostler ran to him to grab the horse’s reins.  If the horse would have taken off, the man wouldn’t have known anything about it–he was dead.
       Four more dead, I thought in disgust.  All because of a crooked town marshal.  I guess there is loyalty among thieves.  As the fresh team was brought up, I went to the stage to check on Johnson.  Opening the door, I noticed blood on the seat.  One of the bullets had hit him.  I pulled him out to check.  He was no longer unconscious but now in pain.  He better be alive, I thought to myself.  Coming all this way I wanted to make sure he reached the pen.  
       There was a bullet in his right calf muscle.  I looked at the splintered door of the stage and the place where I had been crouching.  How did that bullet get past me to hit him?  I looked heavenward, nodded, and sighed.
       Six days later, and one day late, the train I was on arrived in Durango.  I didn’t bother cleaning up but walked straight toward the church where the gatherings were taking place.  No one noticed me when I walked in the door so I stood to watch the crowd.  I hung my coat and hat up, placed the Greener in the corner, then slowly moved toward where Charlie, Mateo, Doc, and Molly were standing.
       “I told you something would come up!” exclaimed Doc.
       There was a laugh from Molly.  “It wouldn’t be Miles if it didn’t.”
       “I don’t want to interfere with your fun, but I sure would like a cup of coffee!” I interjected, surprising them.  
       “Miles!” exclaimed Molly coming to my arms.  
       Smiling my best smile, I greeted them all with a hearty, “Merry Christmas!”

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Trim your lamp so that it will give more light and less smoke, and to carry it in front so that your shadow will fall behind you.”
                    –Henry Van Dyke

       “John himself was not the light; he was simply a witness to tell about the light.”

                    –John 1:8 (NLT)
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In reading and studying Psalm 107 something caught my eye.  There seems to be four sections to this Psalm each dealing with different groups of people (or are they?).  (1) Wanderers who got lost in the desert; (2) prisoners condemned to hopelessness; (3) sufferers of incurable illnesses; and (4) sailors about to be shipwrecked (William J. Petersen).  This Psalm is used to describe Israel, but they can describe each of us as well.

          1 — Oh, give thanks to the LORD, for He is good!  For His mercy endures forever.
          2 — Let the redeemed of the LORD say so, whom He has redeemed from the hand of the enemy,
          3 — And gathered out of the lands, from the east and from the west, from the north and from the south.
          4 — They wandered in the wilderness in a desolate way; they found no city to dwell in.
          5 — Hungry and thirsty, their soul fainted in them.
          6 — Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble, and He delivered them out of their distresses.
          7 — And He led them forth by the right way, that they might go to a city for a dwelling place.
          8 — Oh, that men would give thanks to the LORD for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men!
          9 — For He satisfies the longing soul, and fills the hungry soul with goodness.   (NKJV)

       Where do you find yourself wandering?  This time of year many people wander in loneliness or in regret or in past memories.  People wander when they lack direction, or are cut off from others.  Jesus came to bring life, to give light to the wandering soul and to be the way.  He seeks to save those who are lost, those who are wandering in the world and in sin.  He wants to deliver those trapped in bondages of alcohol, drugs, chaining habits and/or destructive relationships.  Listen, God is reaching out–He is good!  He is the Redeemer and His mercy is there for everyone and anyone who will reach out to Him.  No matter our circumstances let each of us declare that God is good.
       Wanderers have no place to light.  No place to call their own for they are searching, possibly lost.  They have no constant supply of food and they are always seeking water to satisfy their thirst.  Sustenance is from day to day, but then God shows up.  There is a way out of the wilderness.  He satisfies the hungry, He quenches the thirsty soul.  He is good!
       I read a story from George O. Wood’s book on the Psalms.  There was an inscription on the back of a photo of a young girl that she had given to her boyfriend.  “Dearest Tommy, I love you with all my heart.  I love you more and more each day.  I will love you forever and ever.  I am yours for all eternity.”  signed Dianne.  But…it contained a P.S., “If we should ever break up, I want this picture back.”  Isn’t that the way it is with so many people today?  However, not with the Lord.  His mercy endures forever!  There is no P.S. to His love letter to us.  We are His and He is our Redeemer and He will keep us.
       This may not be a normal psalm to read at Christmastime, however, meditate carefully on the last two verses.  The goodness of God–sending His Son to earth to become a sacrifice, the final sacrifice for sin.  Think of His wonderful works–His great blessings.  He satisfies the longing soul–the soul that is wandering without direction.  When you sit down to feast at your Christmas table, think of the words, “He fills the hungry soul…”  WOW!  Now that is a real Christmas gift!

               “All my life long I had panted for a drink from some cool spring
               That I hoped would quench the burning of the thirst I felt within,
               Hallelujah!  I have found him whom my soul so long has craved!
               Jesus satisfies my longings; through his blood I now am saved.”
                           –Clara T. Williams