Heard a great sermon today on the principle of authority and respect. Pastor mentioned three sources of authority we can choose.
Our own authority. We can say “No one is going to tell me what to do. I am going to do what I want. I have my rights”
Other’s authority. We can decide to do what everyone else is doing, what is popular, what our crowd believes.
God’s authority. We can choose to follow the teachings of Jesus.
Hmm. You mean things like “pray for those who persecute you” or how about “But I say to you that everyone who continues to be angry with his brother or harbors malice against him shall be guilty before the court; and whoever speaks [contemptuously and insultingly] to his brother, ‘Raca (You empty-headed idiot)!’ shall be guilty before the supreme court (Sanhedrin); and whoever says, ‘You fool!’ shall be in danger of the fiery hell.”
Or, how about “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”
Jesus spoke these words to His disciples as they had their last meal together just before He went to the cross. He said it was a new commandment. Yet He had told them before that they should love others. He had said that all the Law and the Prophets could be summed up in two commandments: Love God with all your heart and love your neighbor as yourself.
What was new about this commandment?
It appears to me that Jesus was giving us a standard by which we could judge how we love our neighbor. It was more than just how we love our self. It was as He has loved us.
As we listen to the social and political world right now, we see little of love and kindness. But what disturbs me is that many of our evangelical Christian leaders are as guilty as non-believers in this battle of words.
Following the authority of Jesus is not easy. I am afraid I have failed a lot on that one. My prayer today is that God will help me put a watch on my tongue.
And I pray that those who claim to speak for the church will also return to following Jesus rather than following the example of the rest of society.
There is so much talk today about being racist. Many are quick to call others by that name while as many as quick to insist they are not racist and that they are tired of people using the “race card.”
While I have never been called a racist (at least as far as I know) and I would say I was not a racist, I still took a look at what the dictionary said a racist is.
According to Webster’s dictionary a racist is someone who holds “a belief that race is a fundamental determinant of human traits and capacities and that racial differences produce an inherent superiority of a particular race.”
A more complete definition lists: “Racism is the belief that groups of humans possess different behavioral traits corresponding to physical appearance and can be divided based on the superiority of one race over another. It may also mean prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against other people because they are of a different ethnicity. Modern variants of racism are often based in social perceptions of biological differences between peoples. These views can take the form of social actions, practices or beliefs, or political systems in which different races are ranked as inherently superior or inferior to each other, based on presumed shared inheritable traits, abilities, or qualities.”
Using that definition I think I can honestly say I am not a racist. I have never believed that one group of people is inherently superior to another.
But using that definition I must say that I was raised by a generation who were clearly racist. Let me say that my parents and my aunts and uncles were good people that I loved and respected. I don’t believe they realized how racist they were. But looking back at that generation I see it is so clear that prejudices have been passed down from generation to generation. Only within the last few years have many been able to recognize this and to work to break that terrible cycle of beliefs.
As a young adult I had many arguments with my father who insisted that black people’s brains were not as big as white people’s brains. He also had other beliefs about physical differences that I will not even mention here.
For years I thought my father was just a country boy who came up with some crazy ideas. It is only as I have begun to research and read the history of black/white relations in our country that I have discovered this was not some crazy ideas of one man. This was what he had been taught along with many of his generation.
And that terrible lie has been a part of our history going back even before our country was established.
As our country was founded and began growing, there were many physicians and scientists who advocated that there was a difference between the “pure” race (white) and Africans and Native Americans.
One was Dr. Charles Caldwell. Dr. Caldwell visited the Musee de Phrenologie in Paris where he studied a collection of skulls taken from people from all the world. After his study, he determined that the skulls of African people show that they had a “tamableness” that not only made them perfect for slaves, but actually required them to have a “master.” This belief which was shared throughout our nation served to contribute to the belief that slavery was an acceptable part of nature. It contributed to the idea that whites were superior.
Another was Samuel George Morton. Morton’s collection of skulls is today part of the University of Pennsylvania Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology and is one of the most famous collections of human skulls in the entire world.
Morton published a book in 1839. In “Crania Americana” he described five “separate species.
(Excerpt from “Crania Americana” showing the supposed differences between the skulls of different races. Morton claimed similarities between the skulls of primates and African people.)
They were (in descending order) Caucasian, Mongolian, Malay, Native America and Negro. He wrote that these differences were dictated by God. He concluded that Native American minds were “adverse to cultivation, slow in acquiring knowledge.” His book was very popular in America and many believe this was used to justify removing Native Americans from their homeland and taking the land for white settlers.
His book became popular in Britain, France, Germany, Russia and India. Charles Darwin called him an “authority” on the subject of race. Others applauded his work and many in European countries began to also publish such ideas.
You might think the abolitionist would not have bought into this thinking. But many of the renowned abolitionists also believed this. The apparent “tambleness” of the blacks served two purposes. One, it could reassure that if the slaves were set free, they would not take revenge on their masters. Two, if they were naturally weaker and inferior to whites, society had an obligation to help them, not enslave them.
While I am sure today almost anyone would say these studies were ridiculous, I believe that this thinking has been passed down generation after generation.
My parents did not dislike blacks. I saw them often be kind and friendly with blacks we came into contact with at church services. However, without really stopping to think, they had been indoctrinated with that thought that somehow we as whites were superior to blacks. It was an almost unconscious thing – as natural as breathing in and out.
I am not a racist and in tracing my ancestry as far back as I have been able, I find no record of anyone owning slaves. But if I remain silent when I hear or see others making comments that are racist because I am afraid of losing friends, then what does that make me?
Examples of things I have heard from others:
One pastor friend said “We did blacks a favor by taking them from the jungles of Africa.”
One family member moved from one mobile home park to another because a black family moved in across from them and asked me “Would you like living next to a black family?” My response was that I did have black neighbors and they were some of the best in our community.
One family member, when hearing that my husband had found that one of his ancestors was a slave from Ghana said, “Well, that explains a lot of things.” Was she just trying to be funny? Maybe – but still – that is not funny.
Finally, while I do not agree with most of the items on the BLM agenda and I am not in favor of rioting and destroying, I have found it interesting to see the anger of many of my white friends over the restrictions or loss of rights they have experienced with this Covid crisis.
For over a year now we have been told we cannot gather in large groups, many of our sports, our schools, even our churches have been shut down. We have been denied entry to most retail stores unless we wear a mask. And the anger is real. And the anger is right.
But – I have to ask:
If we get so angry for some loss of freedom for almost two years, how can we not see that the history of not only loss of freedom, but loss of life, not for two years but for hundred of years might lead to anger.
And, if you really want to know the history that our black friends know (passed down from grandparents) I recommend the following books:
Red Summer, the Summer of 1919 and the Awakening of Black America by Cameron McWhirter
Forever Free, the Story of Emancipation and Reconstruction by Eric Foner
Wilmington’s Lie, the Murderous Coup of 1898 and the Rise of White Supremacy by David Zucchino
Life of a Klansman, A Family History of White Supremacy by Edward Ball
We can say we are not racists and we never owned slaves or we can begin to read and research our nation’s history and try to understand where our black friends and neighbors are coming from.
We are Christ’s ambassadors. God is using us to speak to you: we beg you, as though Christ himself were here pleading with you, receive the love he offers you—be reconciled to God.
As I look at our chaotic world today with all the divisions as we try to cope with the problems the coronavirus and the recent election season has caused, I am saddened at the response of the church world.
It has astounded me how many in the church have taken to FB, Twitter accounts and other media to call those who disagree with them names, questioning their Christianity if they did not agree on a particular issue. While the fear, the anger, the questions we all have in this time of uncertainty is understandable, our response as Christians call us to a higher standard than those who are not followers of Christ. When the church begins to call our government leaders unkind names and suggest even violence to them, what does the world think of our message?
Have we not always said that Christ loves the whole world, that He came to save any who would call on Him? How then can we let our own emotions, our own political beliefs, our own understanding of the coronavirus bring us to this point? How can we then ask the world to believe in our message of love if our actions are anything but loving?
So what is an ambassador?
The dictionary tells us that an ambassador is an official representative of his/her government or sovereign appointed for a special and often temporary assignment. That person is chosen to act or speak for another, to represent the interests of another person.
So – as a Christian ambassador, I need to realize I am an official representive of Christ. When I call myself a Christian, I am taking on the role of acting/speaking for the interests, not of myself, but of Christ. My words, my actions will reflect on Christ and His church.
The first step in becoming an ambassador is to set aside one’s personal agenda. It is important to remember that God does not come into our lives to help us achieve our goals. That kind of human-centered teaching may be popular, but it is not biblical We are meant to spend ourselves in seeking God’s glory (not our own – or anther person’s or a particular group of people), achieving His eternal purposes (not our own temporal goals) and bearing witness to His truth (not our opinions.) …Cole Richards
When I look at the Early Church, I find a people who lived under the domination of a foreign power. People who did not have to struggle with being told to wear a mask or not to gather in large groups, but people who were told they would be imprisoned or even killed if they shared the message of Jesus. People who were beaten, thrown in an arena with lions. History tells us that all but one of Jesus’ disciples were martyred. Yet they responded with love and their only task was to continue to share the message of John 3:16 – “God so loved the world….”
If we cannot remain a people of love and whose main focus is to share Jesus in this time and situation, how will we survive if, God forbid, we ever face real persecution as the Early Church did?
Will we remain good ambassadors of Christ – or will we be too concerned for our own freedoms, rights to care about our leader’s whole purpose and goals who, hanging on a cross, said “Father, forgive them. They know not what they do.”?
This past year has been so full of noise. So many voices approving this point of view – attacking that point of view. If the voices had only been speaking of ideas, beliefs, policies, it might have been a good year of honest open debate. Sadly, I have found there was little true debate. It seems we all went into our own corners and listened only to those we agreed with.
The biggest communication problem is we do not listen to understand. We listen to reply….Stephen R. Covey
Everyone has a right to be heard, but only if they are willing to listen to others in an attempt to understand….Eric Overby
Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen….Winston Churchill
Know these my beloved brethren, let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger….James 1:19
A fool takes no pleasure in understanding, but only in expressing his opinion….Proverbs 18:2
To speak evil of no one, to avoid quarreling, to be gentle, and to show perfect courtesy toward all people….Titus 3:2
I have been guilty myself of giving my opinion whether wanted or not, adding my own thoughts to all the posts and articles out there. In my devotion today I really felt convicted in my spirit as the Lord reminded me that my primary focus should be on Him and not the craziness around me.
I know many Christians are afraid of the new administration and what that might mean to the Christian freedoms. But looking at the Early Church I want to follow their example.
In Acts 5 we see where the apostles were put in prison for sharing the gospel and then warned not to do it again. Their response:
The apostles left the Sanhedrin, rejoicing because they had been counted worthy of suffering disgrace for the Name. Day after day, in the temple courts and from house to house, they never stopped teaching and proclaiming the good news that Jesus is the Messiah.
Note that they did not argue with the Sanhedrin, they did not complain or start a political movement. They praised God they were worthy of suffering for the cause of Christ and kept on proclaiming the good news about Jesus.
Earlier in Acts 4 after being imprisoned and then released the apostles met with the church and told them of the threats they had received. If that happened today – if my pastor was arrested and told not to speak any more about the Gospel – I imagine the prayer meeting that would follow would be for a cry for protection – for justice – for our rights to speak. However that was not where their focus was. Rather they prayed:
Sovereign Lord, you made the heavens and the earth and the sea and everything in them….Herod and Pontius Pilate met together with the Gentiles and the people of Israel in this city to conspire against your holy servant Jesus, whom you anointed. THEY DID WHAT YOUR POWER AND WILL HAD DECIDED BEFOREHAND SHOULD HAPPEN. Now Lord consider their threats and ENABLE YOUR SERVANTS TO SPEAK YOUR WORD WITH GREAT BOLDNESS. Stretch out your hand to heal and perform signs and wonders through the name of your holy servant Jesus.
Please don’t misunderstand me. I know there are times when injustice requires us to speak out. I could also post that famous quote “Bad things happen when good men do nothing.” But to me today I have decided to leave all the discussions and comments to others. Going forward in 2021, this song I have attached is my prayer.
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight O Lord!
Reading with my husband in the book of James, I thought how much our country needs to heed the words found there. James admonishes us to:
You must all be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to get angry. Human anger does not produce the righteousness God desires
Wow! Sadly it appears we are slow to listen and quick to speak.
James had much to say about the tongue.
People can tame all kinds of animals, birds, reptiles, and fish, but no one can tame the tongue. It is restless and evil, full of deadly poison. Sometimes it praises our Lord and Father, and sometimes it curses those who have been made in the image of God. And so blessing and cursing come pouring out of the same mouth. Surely, my brothers and sisters, this is not right! Does a spring of water bubble out with both fresh water and bitter water? Does a fig tree produce olives, or a grapevine produce figs? No, and you can’t draw fresh water from a salty spring.
Thinking about controlling my tongue, I realized this would also apply to the social media we use. While we are not using our voice when we post on Facebook, Word Press, Twitter, we are “speaking.”
I have been saddened to see so many doing just what James said was wrong – praising God – then cursing those made in the image of God. My initial response when I listen to others arguing over the virus, the election and all the craziness we have experienced in 2020 is to be critical and wonder why they cannot be reasonable.
Reading in James, I had to take a good look at myself. How many times have I seen a post on Facebook that upset me and just responded without even thinking about how it might effect others?
It really hit me hard when I read:
and If you claim to be religious but don’t control your tongue, you are fooling yourself, and your religion is worthless.
While I cannot control what others do, I realize that I must work on controlling that urge to speak so quickly, to give my opinion, to “prove my point.” Thinking more about how I need to control my quick responses, I was reminded that Jesus said
“A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.”
A more modern take on that might be:
Garbage in – garbage out.
This makes me realize I need to make sure I control what is in my heart – and listening to all the negative news and arguments is not the way to do that. So I aim to do less listening to news, less scrolling through Facebook and listen to great music, read great books. Fill my heart with good stuff.
My prayer now is:
May the words of my mouth and the mediation of my heart be pleasing to you oh LORD, my rock and my redeemer.
Every Sunday I meet after church with a small group to study the Bible and right now we have started walking through the book of Acts.
One story in chapter 4 of that book really makes me stop and examine my own Christian witness.
Peter and John had been brought before the religious leaders who were disturbed at the message they were sharing with the people. A message that Jesus had risen from the dead. A message of hope for salvation in those who believed their report.
After careful questioning they ordered them to never speak or teach again in the name of Jesus. They answered that “We cannot stop telling about everything we have seen and heard. “
History tells us that they did not stop but later it is reported that in Thessalonica it was said of the followers of Jesus “they have turned the world upside down.”
What caught my eye in this passage of scripture is the religious leaders description of Peter and John. They were amazed at the boldness of these ordinary men who had no special training in theology. They recognized these two as men who had “been with Jesus.”
How was it these ordinary fishermen became bold and successful messengers of the Good News that Jesus Christ died and rose again and that belief in Him led to salvation?
They had spent time with Jesus.
Examination of my own life makes me question.
Does my witness to the goodness of Jesus reflect that I have spent time with Him?
My language, my attitude, my compassion, my awareness of the needs of others, how I spent my time and my money – would people say of me that “she has been with Jesus”?
That is my prayer today.
Heavenly Father, help me to spend time with you – in Your Word, in Your house, with fellow believers, in quiet times of worship. Help me turn off the television, the internet, stop fussing about having a perfect house. Keep me from the things that would distract me from time with you. Then, help live in practice of what I profess to believe. Help me treat others so that they will know I have been with You.
Reading in Matthew this week with my husband for our devotions I found a statement by Jesus that made me really stop and think about what I say.
But I tell you that everyone will have to give account on the day of judgment for every empty word they have spoken….New International Version.
Other translations speak of idle words, careless words.
The Greek phrase used here means “careless or inactive or unprofitable words.”
I tried to research how many words the average person speaks per day but there are all kinds of conflicting studies on this subject. It is clear from all of them that most of us do speak thousands of words a day. There are studies that indicate women talk more than men (at least we are accused of that) but other studies say that is just a myth. (For all the women who, like me, are often waiting on their husbands who keep talking and talking, we know that is a myth.)
But of those thousands of words I may speak each day, I wonder how many are really helpful to others.
Taking a closer look at my speaking, I ask myself:
How often do I truly listen to others speaking to me?
How often do I resist the temptation to jump in and offer my opinion when it is not really needed?
How often do I wait until the person is done speaking before I respond?
How often do I “think before I speak” or do I just blurt out whatever comes to mind without engaging my brain first?
Are my words always kind?
When I read the rest of what Jesus said that day on speaking, it makes me want to be more careful when speaking.
“For by your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned.”
In our devotion today my husband and I read the New Testament epistle 1 John. Written by one of the disciples of Jesus the letter is, of course, giving advice about spiritual matters.
However, in light of today’s constant barrage of information from cable news, newspaper and magazines, twitter and Facebook accounts, I find his advice very timely and practical for our daily life.
My dear friends don’t believe everything you hear. Carefully weigh and examine what people tell you.
Oh, that we would all be careful and examine what we hear. I see many people on Facebook sharing something they see that expresses their own view on a subject and they post it on their wall without ever checking to see who the post was from and if it is accurate.
Then, sadly, people begin repeating things they heard or saw as if it were true.
Let us follow St John’s advice and check for facts behind what we see or hear.
Something my husband says a lot applies here too:
Be careful of listening to half-truths. You may have heard the wrong half.
This sign hangs in my library/office. And it is true. As a young girl I discovered books and my love for them has never faded.
As a child, there was Mark Twain’s Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. Through Charles Dickens I met memorable characters such as David Copperfield, Pip, Oliver Twist and of course, Tiny Tim and Scrooge.
As a teenager I loved the books by Grace Livingston Hill. Hill’s books were romantic stories where the heroine was either a Christian or came to be a Christian in the course of the story.
Then I found mystery books and loved Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson along with Agatha Christie’s detectives Hercule Poirot and Miss Marple.
My favorite book as a child was Hurlbut’s Bible for Young and Old. Here I met characters like David, Daniel, Deborah, Ruth and had my first introduction to poetry through the book of Psalms. As you can see, this book is well worn. Although I do not read it now it sits in a favorite spot on my bookcase.
When I had my own children I bought them more books than toys. Through the years my collection of books continued to grow. Even when our budget was tight, I always found room for a book. One friend told me if I sold my books, I could get completely out of debt. But there was no way I could survive without my books.
Last year when we downsized from a nine-room home to a five-room condo, I knew some books would have to go. But how to decide what to keep, what to give away. We donated over ten boxes of books to a local Christian school. It was painful to part with them.
Now I am down to just three bookcases. No room for more. Yet I find myself still buying books. Appealing to my husband to help me stop this obsession with books, he came home from local yard sales this week with more books he found for me.
My favorite category of books is biographies of the leaders of our nation. From our presidents George Washington to Theodore Roosevelt to George W Bush to others who like Henry Clay, Benjamin Franklin, Sojourner Truth, Marie Curie, Jeannette Rankin and Frederick Douglas played a big role in our history.
Of course, I always love books on Christian beliefs.
I am always reading at least two or three books at the same time. Many books I read more than once.
Right now my stack of books to read include:
Reading the Bible with Rabbi Jesus by Lois Tverberg
Andrew Carnegie by David Nasaw
America’s First Daughter by Stephanie Dray and Laaura Kamoie
Daughters of the Church by Ruth A Tucker and Walter Liefeld
President Lincoln, the Duty of a Statesman by William Lee Miller
I need to get through them because I have two books on order from the library. Novels about the early history of Mackinaw Island. And one of my favorite bloggers has written a novel, The Kirkwood Scott Chronicles- Skelly’s Square. On order from Amazon I definitely will put that one at the top of my list of books I must read.
Books are my friends. They take me to places I will never be able to visit in person. They introduce me to people whom I will never meet. They challenge me with new thoughts and ideas.