Echoes From the Campfire

Neither of us is going to get out of this alive.  That’s the only thing a man knows about life.”
                    –Louis L’Amour  (Conagher)
 
       “Likewise you also, reckon yourselves to be dead indeed to sin, but alive to God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
                    –Romans 6:11 (NKJV)
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          “Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
          Mighty and dreadful, for thou are not so.”
                    –John Donne
 
     We often think of “Death” as a person.  Images of the Grim Reaper go through our mind; an evil image of horror holding a scythe ready to cut down the living.  John writes in Revelation, “Then Death and Hades were cast into the lake of fire.  This is the second death.” (20:14, NKJV)  Notice that the first mention of Death is capitalized, a proper name, and it is part of our imagery.  We read in Paul’s writing, “The last enemy to be destroyed is death.” (1 Corinthians 15:26, NKJV)  He continues the thought, “Death is swallowed up in victory.  O Death, where is your sting?  O Hades, where is your victory?” (15:54-55, NKJV)  One reason that we use this analogy is that death is so mysterious.  When you look at the body lying in the casket they are truly dead–dead to this life, dead to the physical, oh, but the spiritual body is eternal.
     One thing every person, male or female, has in common is that all come to meet this mysterious phenomenon we call “Death.”  We read in Hebrews, “And as it is appointed for men to die once, but after this the judgment.” (9:27, NKJV)   Philip Comfort writes in regards to Donne’s poem, “This was a reminder to all that the death of one person is not an isolated event.  All share the same fate.”  But know this!  “Man does not die as a body.  He dies as a man, in the totality of his being.  He dies as a spiritual and physical being…  Physical death, then, is a fit symbol of, and expression of, and unity with, the deeper death that sin inevitably brings.” (New Bible Dictionary)
     But know this!  Call it fate, call it ironic, but John Donne finishes his poem with this climatic statement, “Death, thou shalt die.”  Just as Paul proclaims, “Death is swallowed up in victory.”  The victory, of course, is Jesus Christ.  By His resurrection, death no longer has control; it has been defeated, overridden, and cast away.  “Death cannot be proud because it will suffer what it has done to all others.” (Comfort)  Notice what John writes in Revelation what happens to Death–it is cast into the lake of fire.  Jesus used death to deliver man from death.  He died that men may live.  Paul refers to the death of a believer as “sleep”.
     Without Christ, however death is indeed grim, there is no hope, no life beyond the grave, only that horrendous and terrible second death in the lake of fire awaits.  He is like the rich man who cried out “I am tormented in this flame”. (Luke 16:24)  However my friend, the Christian should not and need not be afraid of death.  Francis Schaeffer states, “To Christians there is a continuity of life on a straight horizontal line from this life on into the world to come.”  Christians because of the new birth do not go down into the pit to await judgment.  The chasm, the pit, is past at the new birth.  Death cannot separate the Christian from God, in fact, death brings them into the fullness of God.  “Death is not the chasm; we have already passed from death to life.” (Schaeffer)  As Death has been defeated by Christ, it no longer binds us, but we are free to enter the gloryland that is prepared for us.  Live in Christ–die in Christ…

 

Echoes From the Campfire

He’s a man with evil eyes, and I think they reflect what truly is in his heart.”
                    –Jim Taylor  (Ride into the Storm)

       “And that we may be delivered from unreasonable and wicked men: for all men have not faith.”

                    –2 Thessalonians 3:2 (KJV)
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Look closely at what the words of this Proverb says.  Then think of some of our so-called leaders…hmmmm.

          “The mouth of the righteous is a well of life, but violence covers the mouth of the wicked.”  –Proverbs 10:11 (NKJV)
          “The mouth of the righteous is a fountain of life, but violence overwhelms the mouth of the wicked.”  –Proverbs 10:11 (NIV)

     Water is an element often used metaphorically or as an analogy in Scripture.  It speaks of everlasting rest and peace.  Ezekiel tells of a river coming forth from the Temple that becomes so wide and deep that no one can cross it (47:1-12).  Imagine for a moment that flowing stream from the heavenly throne.  We also see another side of water in the holy writ; it speaks of judgment.  Noah found grace while the earth and its inhabitants were destroyed as the water covered the earth.  Moses also saw water as judgment when the Red Sea destroyed Pharaoh’s army. (Beasley)
     Jesus tells us, “On the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out saying, ‘If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink.  He who believes in Me, as the Scripture has said, out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.'” (John 7:37-38, NKJV)  We are the Temple of the Holy Spirit and He is the living water that is within us–filling us, cleansing us, purifying us.  Then as this is happening the fullness and goodness of God should be flowing out of us.  It brings hope and grace, but within the water there is also a hidden warning that the world will be cleansed one day.
     The second part of this verse reveals opposite characteristics that are seen in the speech of man.  When the righteous speak “it is as if the cover was removed from a pure, clean well of water.  He has no evil intentions to conceal:  his words are an index to his heart.” (J.L. Flores)  They are healing, refreshing, and uplifting to the hearts of men.  Truth is cleansing if only man will receive and let it flow into him.  However, the wicked person has other intentions–violence and evil.  Listen closely to some of our bureaucrats.  (One example is that a leader in the House said that a certain person should be “put on ice.”  That is evil, that depicts violence of the worst kind–murder).  The plans of the wicked are not devised for the good of his fellow-man.  J.L. Flores writes this, “His words are like a poisonous stream carrying moral death wherever they flow.”  
     Think of the world today–the evil that abounds, the terror that brings fear to the soul of man, the wickedness that destroys not only the body and mind, but also the soul and spirit of man.  The glee that comes from the “father of lies” when he sees what is happening.  Think of what will happen when those with the “fountain of life” are removed from this world.  When the Body of Christ is gone, think of the evil and terror that will happen.  Wickedness will abound; it will run amuck which means to behave uncontrollably.  No controls, lawlessness, anarchy.  Let me say this then in closing–today is the day of salvation!  Do not let it escape you.

 

The Saga of Miles Forrest

Don’t be quick-tempered, for anger is the friend of fools.”  –Ecclesiastes 7:9 (NLT)
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     What is that arguing?  Well, it’s not really an argument, just a whiny, shrieking voice simmering over a command given to him.  I’m lost, I don’t understand.  Then I heard a scream, and I recognized the sound of that voice.  It had, thankfully, been a couple of years since I had heard it.  The smell came to me, causing me to retch.  It was the enemy trying to take my soul one more time.  Then a calmness came over me as He walked over to me.  Smiling, I felt His hand on my brow, and my restlessness and ftifulness stopped.
     “Papa, he’s coming to.  Look, his eyelids are fluttering.”
     When I opened my eyes I saw a young girl touching my forehead with a cool, soft hand.  She smiled down at me.  I started to sit up, but she put her other hand on my shoulder, “Shhh, rest easy.  My Papa is here to take care of you.”
     I tried to lick my lips, I was so thirsty, but couldn’t.  Slowly I lifted my hand to touch my lips with my fingers, hoping she could see the pleading in my eyes.
     “Britta,” I heard a husky voice speak to her.  “He is thirsty, fetch him some water.  I will watch over him.”
     The hand left my brow, which I disliked, then I looked upward to see a stout man with a light-colored yet full beard, and intense blue eyes looking down at me.  “Ja, good, you are awake.  Hurry, child, he is thirsty, I’m a-betting.”
     I tried to lift my head and the pain hit me in a swirl.  I had to grit my teeth trying hard not to pass out.  I wanted that water.  “Easy, easy, you have a nasty wound on your huvud.”  He moved behind me then to lift me from my shoulders while the young girl brought a cup to my lips.  I slobbered at it trying to get it all in my mouth at one time.  
     “No!” she ordered.  “Drink slowly or I will give it to you in a spoon.”
     I smiled and winked, causing her to smile.  She brought the cup back to my lips.  This time I did what she told me.  I didn’t want her to remove that refreshing liquid from my mouth.
     A sigh came from me when I emptied the cup.  “I will get you some more in a minute,” she said in a tender manner, the smile never leaving her face.  It was then I saw the same deep blue eyes that were on the man.
     “Where am I?” I asked in a low sounding voice.  
     The man had put a rolled up blanket behind my shoulders to keep me sitting up.  He then moved the girl aside.  “I am Anders Jorgensen.  My son, Axel, and I were returning from town when we heard a shot.  Coming over the rise we saw a body lying on the ground next to a horse,” he stopped to smile, then continued.  “That body was you.  There was a man on horseback aiming a rifle at you.  Axel shot in the air, the man looked our direction then turned his horse in a gallop to the west.”
     “Did you see what he looked like?”
     “No, there was only a glimpse of his face, and he was in a heavy coat.  Only thing was that he was riding a fine palomino,” came his reply.  “You rest, my hustra, uh, my wife is preparing some soup.  You will eat soon, then we talk some more.  Britta, some more water.”
     After drinking another cup, I was feeling much better but I had a severe headache.  “Mor cleaned your wound, it was bleeding quite badly.”  She chuckled, “Mor said you must have a hard huvud–head.”
     I smiled, “That and the good Lord was lookin’ after me.”
     Her eyes widened…

 

Echoes From the Campfire

It is his first reaction, to build a fire, to give himself the security and comfort that a fire symbolizes.”
                    –Louis L’Amour  (How the West Was Won)

       “All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort.”
                    –2 Corinthians 1:3 (NLT)
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          “Blessed [forgiven, refreshed by God’s grace] are those who mourn [over their sins and repent], for they will be comforted [when the burden of sin is lifted].”  –Matthew 5:4 (Amplified)

     For the last few weeks we have looked at what it means to mourn.  We all can relate to that, if not in the real sense, certainly in the spiritual.  If we have been born again, we have recognized the sorrow over our sins and the need of a Savior.  Cleansing of our sins through the blood of Jesus Christ is the first step to spiritual comfort.  That comfort comes from the free forgiveness of God when we confess our sins and our need for Him.  Then in turn, we feel the consolation and encouragement that makes our spirit smile.  The guilt and burden that we once carried, that heavy and convicted conscience that we had are now free and lifted.  We have the assurance that Jesus’ blood cleanses us from all sin.  We read in 1 John, “But if we walk in the light as He is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanses us from all sin.” (1:7, NKJV)  Get that!  “ALL sin” is removed, we are spotless in the sight of God.
     Yes, we have partaken of the justice and the holiness of God by accepting the death of Christ, and then we have received His mercy and grace as we come to Him asking for forgiveness of our sins.  But know this, that we should “Thank the Lord for His patient pursuit of you and for undeserved comfort of forgiveness.” (John Stott)  We didn’t deserve His forgiveness or His grace or His mercy, but He loved us so much that He accepted us because of the blood of Christ.  That should bring great comfort to our soul.
     Have you noticed the paradox?  Weeping brings comfort; forgiveness brings comfort, repentance brings comfort because the burden of guilt and our sin is lifted.  Paul writes, “as sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.” (2 Corinthians 6:10, NKJV)  We read in the Psalms, “Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning.” (30:5, NKJV)  Get it?  “Sorrow for sin ushers in joy.” (Thomas Watson)  I don’t understand, but I fully accept the plan of God and the work of Christ.  William Barclay said paraphrasing this verse, “O the bliss of the man whose heart is broken for the world’s suffering and for his own sin, for out of his sorrow he will find the joy of God!”
     There is great comfort in the knowledge of sins forgiven.  There is great comfort in knowing that He has a place reserved for us at the table and a home in heaven.  Let your soul be comforted, grasp the words from Isaiah 40:1, “‘Comfort, yes, comfort My people!’  Says your God.” (NKJV)  Charles Wesley, the great writer of hymns put it this way:

               “He speaks and listening to His voice
               New life the dead receive,
               The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
               The humble poor believe.”

      In our rejoicing we must not forget the purpose of the Holy Spirit after we repent.  He is the “Parakletos” — the Comforter.  We read in John, “And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever.” (14:16, KJV)  Other versions use “Helper,” “Advocate,” “Counselor”, but I like the concept that when we mourn, when we groan those prayers that we don’t know what to utter and say, that we have the Spirit of God to intercede and to comfort us in those moments.

               “O spread the tidings ’round, wherever man is found,
               Wherever human hearts and human woes abound;
               Let ev’ry Christian tongue proclaim the joyful sound:
               The Comforter has come!”
                         –Francis Bottoms