Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts

Monday, February 18, 2013

On Lent; On Fasting

...day after day they seek me out; they seem eager to know my ways,
as if they were a nation that does what is right 
and has not forsaken the commandments of its God.
They ask me for just decisions and seem eager for God to come near them.
"Why have we fasted," they ask, "and you have not seen it?"
"Why have we humbled ourselves and you have not noticed?"
Yet on the day of your fasting, you do as you please and exploit all of your workers.
Your fasting ends in quarreling and strife, and in striking each other with wicked fists.
You cannot fast as you do today and expect your voice to be heard on high.
Is this the kind of fast that I have chosen, only a day for people to humble themselves?
Is it only for bowing one's head like a reed and for lying in sackcloth and ashes?
Is that what you call a fast, a day that is acceptable to the Lord?

Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen:
To loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke,
To set the oppressed free and break every yoke?
Is it not to share your food with the hungry and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter - 
When you see the naked, to clothe them, and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?
Then your light will break forth like the dawn, and your healing will quickly appear;
then your righteousness will go before you, and the glory of the LORD will be your rear guard.
Then you will call and the LORD will answer; you will cry for help, and He will say 'Here am I.'

If you do away with the yoke of oppression, with the pointing finger and the malicious talk,
And if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed,
Then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday.
The LORD will guide you always, 
he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and strengthen your frame.
You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.
Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise the age-old foundations;
You will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.
[Isaiah 58]

Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.
That is who Jesus is.  That is what He came to do.
As we prepare for Easter,
As we identify with Christ in His suffering,
Let us also deny ourselves
Not only by removing something from our lives,
But by adding the active pursuit of Christ's mission.

Repairer of Broken Walls.
Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.
Let it be said of us.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Good Tidings of Great Joy

Love has come
That the world may know
What the wise men knew
Such a long time ago

A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices

Truly he taught us to love one another
His law is love and his gospel is peace
Chains he shall break for the slave is our brother
And in His name all oppression shall cease


Mary did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you delivered will soon deliver you

The blind will see
The deaf will hear
The dead will live again
The lame will leap
The dumb will speak

Born that man no more may die


What love
What grace
What redemption
What freedom
What hope
What a Savior.


Merry Christmas from Pottery Town!



Friday, June 15, 2012

Ignorance Doesn't Change the World


Wasn’t it easier in the lunchbox days?
Always a bigger bed to crawl into?
Wasn’t it beautiful when you believed in everything?
Everybody believed in you?
‘Innocent’ – Taylor Swift

Sometimes,
I wish that I could go
Back to the days
When
My biggest decision
Was who to invite to my birthday party
Or which OPI Nail Lacquer to buy
And
My biggest prayer request
Was that I would 
“Do well” in my exam or presentation.
When
My biggest problem
Was an unfair teacher
Or conflicting social events.
When
My biggest worry
Was that I wouldn’t get a date to the prom
Or be accepted to a good college
And
My biggest spiritual hurdle
Was how to “Be a witness”
To my friends who
(gasp)
swore.

The days
When
I could buy a product without
Wondering
About the the people who made it
(fair trade)
(sweat shops)
(chemical exposure)
(child labour)
(conflict minerals)
And therefore become
Conflicted
Myself.
The days
When
Having a crush on a boy
Meant I never had to
Actually
Talk to him.

The days
Before I started thinking critically.
The days
Before I left my “bubble.”
The days
Before I learned
That believing in God
Can be hard sometimes.
Before I wondered
What Jesus really meant
When He said,
"Follow Me."

The days
Before I watched the news.
Before I interacted with the oppressed.
Before I saw people’s spiritual wounds.
Before I experienced a world of unnecessary suffering.
Before I knew heartbreak.
Before I recognized my privilege.
Before I asked questions.

Things were easier in the lunchbox days.
These days are hard,
And sometimes they hurt.
But I believe they are worth it.

I guess it's true what they say,
That
Ignorance is bliss.

But ignorance doesn’t
Change the world.


And it won't change me, either.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Easter Eve


Tomorrow is Easter Sunday. 

And I think I have just decided that I am not going to church.

The church I go to doesn’t celebrate Christmas or Easter.  I’ve been planning on going tomorrow, but I’ve been planning to go more or less to hear why they don’t celebrate Easter.  To see if they judge the rest of Christian culture for celebrating.

But if I’m really honest with myself, I don’t want to spend my Easter Sunday like that.  I don’t want to spend my Easter Sunday with a critical spirit, and I don’t want to spend Easter Sunday without celebrating Jesus’ resurrection, His new life, and the new life that He offers to me and you, the redemption of creation and relationships. 

Yes, Easter may be the Christian conversion of a pagan holiday.  And yes, the name Easter is likely derived from the name of the ancient goddess of spring.  And no, nowhere in Scripture are we instructed to celebrate Christ’s resurrection one day out of the year; if anything, we are instructed not to base our faith on religious holidays (Galatians 4:8-10) as so many other religions do.

But my faith isn’t based upon the holiday; rather, the holiday provides the space to intentionally reflect upon my faith.  And while, yes, perhaps every day should be lived in thankfulness of Christ’s work on the cross and in celebration of God’s power that raised Him from the dead, it physically hurts to think of spending Easter Sunday in church without consciously celebrating what that means for us and for our world.  My heart pains imagining greeting my fellow churchgoers without being reciprocated a “He is risen indeed!”

So, while most Christians flock to church tomorrow, I think I will stay home and embrace the space that Easter offers.  Because Christ is Risen – He is Risen Indeed!