Echoes From the Campfire

I’ve found few things are permanent, that failure is a choice.
       I’m responsible for the bridges that I burn.
       I’ve found that no one’s perfect; everybody stubs his toe,
       And mistakes are opportunities to learn.”
               –Red Steagall  (“Failure”)

       “Therefore strengthen your tired hands and weakened knees, and make straight paths for your feet…”

               –Hebrews 12:12-13a(HCSB)
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I used to tell students that such-and-such is pet peeve #???.  I would make up a number, but one day a student asked, “How many “pet peeves” do you have?  I quickly responded, 150; this person actually started writing down each time I mentioned a pet peeve.  Today, I want to give you Pet Peeve #27.  It riles me, causes my gizzard to have a fit when I hear someone say, someone who is supposed to be an adult–“I have to be an adult today,” or “I hate adulting.”  Where do they think they live, in Never, Never Land?  My mercy, they have had eighteen years of their life to begin to prepare.  What were they doing!??
       One time a student came to me and asked, “Do you think I’m an adult?”  I didn’t reply yes or no, but simply asked, “Do you accept responsibility?”  He gave a sheepish grin and walked away.  That’s one of our problems today, is people thinking that just because they reach a certain age they are an adult.  No, my friend, being an adult is someone who is mature–they accept responsibility.  I came across a couple of items that describe maturity.  Neither one had an author.

          Maturity is the ability to base a judgment on the big picture…the long haul.
          Maturity is the ability to stick with a project or situation until it is finished.
          Maturity is the ability to face unpleasantness, frustration, discomfort and defeat without complaint or collapse.
          Maturity is the ability to live up to your responsibilities and this means being dependable, keeping your word.  The world is filled with people who can’t be counted on.  People who never seem to come through in the clutches.  People who break promises.
          Maturity is the ability to make a decision and stand by it.
          Maturity is the ability to harness your abilities and energies.

Quit crying, whimpering, and murmuring and become an adult.  It is who you are supposed to be.

          Maturity is the ability to tolerate an injustice without wanting to get even.
          Maturity is patience.  It is the willingness to postpone immediate gratification in favor of the long-term gain.
          Maturity is perseverance, sweating out a project in the face of heavy opposition and discouraging setbacks.
          Maturity is humility.  It is being big enough to say, “I was wrong.”  And when right, the mature person is able to forego the satisfaction of saying, “I told you so.”
          Maturity is the ability to evaluate a situation, make a decision and stick with it.  The immature spend their lives exploring possibilities, changing their minds and in the end they do nothing.
          Maturity means dependability, keeping one’s word, coming through in a crisis.  The immature are masters of the alibi.  They are confused and disorganized.  Their lives are a maze of broken promises, former friends, unfinished business and good intentions that never materialized.
          Maturity is the art of living in peace with that which we cannot change, the courage to change that which can be changed and the wisdom to know the difference.

So put aside the Peter Pan Syndrome and get busy becoming and/or being an adult.  The Lord expects you to live life abundantly, in fact, more abundantly (John 10:10).  Life is living–but living up to your means.  Quit making alibis, excuses, and crying about having to be an adult.  Accept your responsibility before the Lord–go forward in the way He has for you, and grow up.  It is a sad thing to see so many adults age-wise, but still act like a child.

               “When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.  When I became a man, I put aside childish things.”
                         –1 Corinthians 13:11 (HCSB)

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Only there was laughter here once—and now there’s silence. There was life—and now there’s death.”

                    –Zane Grey  (Riders of the Purple Sage)

       “Yes, remember your Creator now while you are young, before the silver cord of life snaps and the golden bowl is broken.  Don’t wait until the water jar is smashed at the spring and the pulley is broken at the well.”
                    –Ecclesiastes 12:6 (NLT)
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          “It’s a fact that you’re getting older,
          Man don’t it seem like the winters are colder?
          You get tired so easy and you can’t stand the heat…”
                    –Dan Roberts

       Old Solomon spends some time in the first portion of Ecclesiastes 12 speaking of the “Old Folks.”  He starts off to admonish the young, “Remember now your Creator in the days of your youth, before difficult days come, and the years draw near when you say, ‘I have no pleasure in them.'” (12:1, NKJV)  There are more older folk now than before.  Look at the statistics:
                    1900 — 4% were 65 or older
                    1980 — 10%
                    2000 — 12%
                    2020 — 16.8%
Part of the warning given to the youth by Solomon is telling them to begin to prepare for eternity now–in their youth.  In fact, part of the purpose of the book is to ask the question, What will there be at the end of the road?  Solomon gives the answer, “Then the dust will return to the earth as it was, and the spirit will return to God who gave it.  ‘Vanity of vanities,’ says the Preacher, ‘All is Vanity.'” (12:7-8, NKJV)
       I am not going to write verses 1-8, but I want to show you how Solomon is dealing with the fact of getting old.

               “Keepers of the house tremble” (3) — The arms and hands tremble in old age with palsy or feebleness.
               “Strong men are bowed” (3) — The legs are bent in feebleness, and the knees totter.
               “Grinders cease, for they are few” (3) — The teeth lose their ability to masticate food.
               “Those looking out through the windows are dimmed” (3) — The eyes begin to lose their sight, and the pupils become less dilated and more contracted.
               “Doors are shut in the street” (4) — The lips fall into the mouth for lack of teeth.
               “Sound of grinding is low” (4) — In toothless old age, only soft foods may be eaten.  Thus no noise is made.
               “One rises up at the voice of a bird” (4) — The least amount of morning noise terminates his sleep.
               “All the daughters of music are brought low” (4) — The qualities that make up the power to make and enjoy music are eluding him in his old age.
               “They are afraid of what is high and terror shall be in the way” (5) — He had developed a fear of heights and of stumbling along paths once famliar.
               “Almond tree blossoms” (5) — His hair has turned white with age.
               “Grasshopper drags itself along” (5) — Describes the halting gait of the elderly as they walk along on their canes.
               “The caper berry fails to bear fruit” (5) –All sexual power and desire is lost.
               “The silver cord is snapped (6) — The spinal marrow connecting the brain and nerves is pale and silverlike.
      I will mention but one more as I know you are completely exhorted and encouraged:
               “The wheel is broken at the cistern” (6) — The system of veins and arteries that carries the blood around continually like a waterwheel breaks down.
 
       No wonder there is depression and apathy among the aged.  Is Solomon making fun, or simply telling the truth?  Feelings among the aged tend to be one of uselessness.  “I was once resourceful, but now…”  Many older people twiddle their thumbs whispering “if only” as they live with guilt and regret.  For many there is the feeling of bitterness and resentment as they look back and think “life wasn’t fair.”  Then there is the unseen guest that lurks around–fear.  The is fear of falling, fear of sickness and bad health, fear of dying–fear of where they’ll spend eternity.  Father Time is moving on and he will leave no one behind.
       Solomon really doesn’t do much to help us with his reality check.  “Woe is me,” you now might be saying.  But stop!  We need to look from a Divine perspective!  Born once, die twice, born twice, die once.  Derek Kidner said, “To remember Him is no perfunctory or mental act:  it is to drop our pretense of self-sufficiency and to commit ourselves to Him.”  This is from our youth until that final breath of old age.
       Face it friend–the fact is that you’re not getting any younger.  Try all you want with the creams, the botox, the ointments, age is still creeping up on you and in fact, faster on some than others.  “The starters starting harder” (Roberts) making it harder to get up each morning, harder to face the day, harder to keep moving.  But…God has designed you to live with Him all through the days of your life, including those at the end.  Even more, He has designed you to spend eternity with Him.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

The soot of our past contaminates everything it touches.”
                    –Kenneth Pratt  (Return to Willow Falls)

       “But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.”
                    –2 Corinthians 3:18 (NKJV)
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Life is Living!  Have you got that through your noggin yet?  Living for Christ is when everything we do is done for His glory, and when that is the case we live life abundantly.  If you are living your life for Jesus, how do people then see you?  My Sunday School teacher presented a great class last Sunday on 2 Corinthians, chapter 3.  I would encourage you to read the complete chapter to get the thoughts in context, but I want to zoom in on a couple of verses this morning.

          “[No] you yourselves are our letter of recommendation (our credentials), written in your hearts, to be known (perceived, recognized) and read by everybody.  You show and make obvious that you are a letter from Christ delivered by us, not written with ink but with [the] Spirit of [the] living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.”
                    –2 Corinthians 3:2-3 (Amplified)
 
How do you read me?  How do others read you?  We are letters to be read by those who are in the church and those who are in the world.  This letter, as the Amplified states, are your credentials.  It states you are who you say you are.  In my files I have several credentials stating something about who I am.  Some of them are from the military, others are in the realm of education.  There is one–a birth certificate–that states when I was born, where I was born, who my parents were, and my gender.
       For a minute I want you to think of a letter and its components.  There is a greeting, a salutation, and that begins to set the tone of the letter.  Paul in this letter to the Corinthians states that he is an apostle in his greeting then adds, “Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ” (1:2, NKJV).  Then you go into the content, the body of the letter.
       First of all watch your grammar.  A comma out of place, the use of a wrong word can totally change the meaning of the letter.  Take a look at yourself.  How are you presenting yourself to the world?  Is there something out of place that gives those who see you a different perspective from what you meant?  I know first impressions can often be wrong, but they are important.  They leave an impression, note the term, and that might be the only one they receive from you.  I recall during inspections when I was in the military that if a person’s boots were not shined to the desired perfection that consequences would follow.  Boots not shined, the rest of you would also show defects, and that was the first place the sergeant would look.
       Second, we must be sure our spelling is correct.  If not, there might be the wrong message given.  Dot your “I’s”, cross your “Ts”, in other words do things right, remember, you are doing it for the Lord.  Someone said, “The most valuable gift you can give another is a good example.”  Annie and I have uncovered a few scams that have come our way simply because words were misspelled–not very professional.  The seemingly small things count, they are important!
 
               For want of a nail, the shoe was lost.
               For want of a shoe, the horse was lost.
               For want of a horse, the rider was lost.
               For want of a rider, the battle was lost.
               For want of a battle, the kingdom was lost.
               And all for want of a nail!
 
More and more it seems like the little things are not important.  That is a dangerous misconception for people are reading you.  A curse word slips from your mouth and that person begins to think…hmm, is that Christlike?
       Third, don’t scribble!  Work on your penmanship!  Be clear, not only in your message (of your life) but also in the clarity of it.  Very few schools now teach penmanship, cursive is not taught, how then can a person’s work then be legible?  Work on the actual writing of your letter.  That is something you do and it must be practiced.  Can people read my life?  Let the Holy Spirit begin His work by writing on your heart.  He is always clear in what He says; He is always legible in what He writes.  
       You are an epistle!  A living letter!  Your life will be read and made known by all men.  The term, “known” means “manifestly declared.”  You, in your everyday walk, your words and actions, even your thoughts and attitudes are a letter to be read by those around you.  Let them be so that those who are reading you will see the message of Jesus Christ.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Those who live in comfort, who don’t know the bite of fear and the song of the bullet, don’t understand that kill or be killed is the reality of the battlefield.”

                         –Colonel Robert W. Black

       “They were stoned, they were sawed in two, they died by the sword, they wandered about in sheepskins, in goatskins, destitute, afflicted, and mistreated.  The world was not worthy of them…”

                         –Hebrews 11:37-38a (HCSB)

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MEMORIAL DAY!  A day we should all take time to remember, to recall the debt that is owed to this country.  Many reading this lost loved ones and friends in the wars of this country.  I had several family members who served in Vietnam; one, my uncle died there.  I served during that time, but thank the Lord I was stateside during the war.  I had a cousin die on the shores of Normandy in 1944, another uncle was severely traumatized by what he saw in the Pacific, so severely that he was hospitalized for many years.

       Many Americans will enjoy the day with family and friends with grilling or a barbeque, and that’s all right.  It is for those little freedoms that we have that we remember those on Memorial Day.  Your celebration is part of that memorial for without the sacrifices of those we wouldn’t be able to enjoy ourselves.

       Sacrifice–that is a real part of Memorial Day.  

                         ALL GAVE SOME

                         SOME GAVE ALL!

This is a day we focus on those who gave their all, but it is not wrong to remember those who gave some.  It might be those with PTSD, or wounds (emotional, mental, and physical), those who gave of their time, their dreams, their hopes.  Very few were combat soldiers compared to the many who served.  Perhaps one of the most poignant statements was made by E. B. Sledge, “If the country is good enough to live in, it’s good enough to fight for.  With privilege goes responsibility.” (With the Old Breed)  When I look at society today, and then at the words of Sledge all I can do is shake my head.  In fact, the other day I thought I felt the tremor of an earthquake, but it was the sound of those who gave all, those who served, rolling over in their graves.

       Since I was of the Vietnam era, let me share with you something that was sent to me by a veteran regarding the Vietnam Wall.

               There are 58,267 names on the wall.

               39,996 were just 22 or younger.

               8,282 were 19.  33,103 were 18.

               12 were 17 years old.

               5 soldiers were 16.

               There are 3 sets of fathers and sons on the wall.

               31 sets of parents who lost 2 of their sons.

               997 were killed their first day.

               1,448 were killed on their last day.

               8 women were on the wall, nurses.

               244 soldiers were awarded the Medal of Honor during the war and 153 of them are on the wall.

MEMORIAL DAY!  A time to remember, a time to honor, a time to evaluate and take inventory.  In your time of recalling those who gave their all, do not forget the greatest memorial of all–the CROSS.  It was on that old cross where Jesus gave His all for humanity, for you and me.  Look at the graves of those who died, and see that there is a cross above it–in remembrance of the One who gave His all for us, His sacrifice was final, and the wonder of wonders, the greatness of it all, He did not remain in the tomb, for He rose and now is interceding for us at the throne of the Father.

       MEMORIAL DAY!  Remember…!