My faith looks up to Thee

This hymn is one of the earliest I remember learning as a child.

My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary, Savior divine!
Now hear me while I pray, take all my guilt away,
O let me from this day be wholly Thine!

May Thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart, my zeal inspire!
As Thou hast died for me, O may my love to Thee,
Pure warm, and changeless be, a living fire!

While life’s dark maze I tread,
And griefs around me spread, be Thou my Guide;
Bid darkness turn to day, wipe sorrow’s tears away,
Nor let me ever stray from Thee aside.

When ends life’s transient dream,
When death’s cold sullen stream over me roll;
Blest Savior, then in love, fear and distrust remove;
O bear me safe above, a ransomed soul!

~ Ray Palmer

When someone falls

I had a bit of a wait in a not-so-fast-food drive-through last night, and I was listening to a radio preacher in the mean time. I think the general topic of the message was about temptation — he did talk about that a while. But at one point he mentioned (not by name) someone well-known in a particular church who said all the right things and took all the right stands and yet fell into the sin of adultery: worse yet, he would not admit it until he realized irrefutable evidence was available. Members of the church were hurt and scandalized…and it was at that point my turn came at the drive-through window, so I don’t know the rest of the story or why the preacher brought it up.

I don’t know (or want to know) who he was talking about, but it brought me back to my early married days when someone I had looked up to as a spiritual leader in college fell into the same sin. He was on the mission field at the time, would not repent when confronted, then went on to live a very secular lifestyle, lived as though he never had been a professing Christian, and antagonized his wife when she attended church.

I have to admit that hurt. And I was only a friend: I only had a glimpse of what his wife went through, and I was especially concerned for his children and for the students at the Bible institute he had been a part of on the mission field. When things like this happen, it can cause some to be shaken in their faith. Perhaps they think if this person fell, anyone can fall (and I think this may have been the point the radio preacher was getting to). Or perhaps they think if this person wasn’t genuine, as in the case mentioned (though genuine believers do fall into sin, too, as David did with Bathesheba) then how can any of it be real?

For some people it’s not a distant scandal involving a famous preacher that has shaken them, or even a spiritual leader in their own church, but someone much closer: a father, brother, or personal friend.

However much it hurts and baffles, someone else’s fall is no reason to become confused or discouraged and throw in the towel — or, as some unbelievers might, to point the finger and use the situation to discount all of Christianity. “Every one of us shall give account of himself to God” (Romans 14:12). We’re responsible for our own walk and our own lives no matter what anyone else does. His grace is sufficient for our every need.

What are some wrong reactions when someone falls?

1. “I knew it all the time: I knew something wasn’t right about them.”

Love “believeth all things, hopeth all things” (I Corinthians 13: 7b) — not to the point of naivety, but in general expecting good rather than suspecting evil. In the situation I mentioned, after the fact several people brought up to the pastoral leadership situations and concerns they had from years before when the man was in graduate school. The pastor and elders had to say this was not the time for that: those things should have been brought up at the time, if it was something serious enough to be of concern. Who knows, perhaps a confrontation then would have prevented the serious damage that occurred later.

2. “Can you imagine? Can you believe it? I would never do such a thing!”

Wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall (I Corinthians 10:12). We’re all sinful beings: given the right circumstances and temptations, any of us is vulnerable. Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall (Proverbs 16:18).

3. “If he fell, if he couldn’t live the Christan life, there is no way I can.”

There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it (I Corinthians 10:13). These situations can be a wake-up call, reminding us of how much we need to walk closely with the Lord and how much we need His grace to keep from sin, but, as mentioned earlier, we should not lose hope.

There are Biblical ways to respond to such a situation that are beyond the scope of this particular post, but I’ll just mention them in passing: Galatians 6:1 says, “Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted.” Matthew 7 speaks of taking the “beam” out of our own eye before trying to remove the speck or “mote” from someone else’s (interestingly, most people stop with the first verse of that chapter, the “judge not,” and misapply it in all kinds of ways, but miss the fact that verse 5 indicates we are supposed to help each other with these things — but we’re supposed to have the right attitude and take care of our own issues first). Matthew 18:15-20 outlines the course of church discipline, and what steps are taken depends on the reaction of the offender; I Corinthians 5 shares the extreme end of church discipline when the offender does not repent after every other attempt has been made. If you read both of those chapters closely, the hopeful outcome is restoration and forgiveness, not a self-righteous denunciation of the offender. There are other reasons for church discipline: the purity of the church (someone going around in open, unrepentant sin is going to tempt others to do so just by their “getting away with it”) and the testimony of the church (many times the New Testament lays out a certain course of action so that unbelievers won’t blaspheme). But the primary purpose of these actions is to help bring the offender to realize what he has done, confess and repent of it, and to restore him to fellowship with God and others.

Also, all of these verses about church discipline do not mean that we turn into spiritual policemen, constantly watching out for others to misstep so we can pounce on them. No, there are times to exercise forbearance, to overlook a fault. We handle an unkind word or leaving socks on the floor far differently than we would handle stealing, lying, or immorality, though those “lesser issues” might still need to be dealt with.

But my main reason for writing today is not so much to talk about church discipline: I wanted rather just to encourage us that, even though it wounds us when someone else falls, and we pray for that person and do all in our power to see them get things right, our ultimate focus should be on the One Who will never fail us.

Hebrews 12:1-2: Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.

“The greater the weakness, the nearer He is…”

“Our very weakness gives opportunity for the power of the Lord Jesus Christ to be manifested. That blessed One never leaves and never forsakes us. The greater the weakness, the nearer He is to manifest His strength; the greater our necessities, the more have we ground to rely on it that He will prove Himself our Friend. This has been my experience for more than seventy years; the greater the trial, the greater the difficulty, the nearer the Lord’s help. Often the appearance was as if I must be overwhelmed, but it never came to it, and it never will. More prayer, more faith, more exercise of patience, will bring the blessing. Therefore our business is just to pour out our hearts before Him; and help in His own time and way is sure to come.”

~ George Mueller
Quoted in the April 21 reading of Our Daily Walk by F. B. Meyer

This brings the song “In My Weakness” to mind.

Look, Ye Saints

Look, ye saints! the sight is glorious:
See the Man of Sorrows now;
From the fight returned victorious,
Every knee to Him shall bow;
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crowns become the Victor’s brow,
Crowns become the Victor’s brow.

Crown the Savior! angels, crown Him;
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the vault of heaven rings;
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown the Savior King of kings,
Crown the Savior King of kings.

Sinners in derision scorned Him,
Mocking thus the Savior’s claim;
Saints and angels crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His name;
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
Spread abroad the Victor’s fame,
Spread abroad the Victor’s fame.

Hark, those bursts of acclamation!
Hark, those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
O what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
King of kings and Lord of lords!
King of kings and Lord of lords!

~ Thomas Kelly, 1809

I’ve only sung this congregationally maybe three times and heard it sung once or twice. I don’t know why we don’t sing or hear it more often. It’s a great old hymn. The thought of Christ finally taking His rightful place make me want to cheer!

Living Gallery and Easter 09

Saturday we drove over to Jason’s college to attend the Living Gallery that he was a part of this year. A famous painting is depicted on stage, and the “living” part of the living gallery are the people who are positioned into place as some of the characters in a painting. Musical numbers are performed while the paintings are on stage, and in between the painting and music there is a play going on. This year the crucifixion and Easter story were depicted through the eyes of Joseph of Arimethea, “an honourable counsellor, which also waited for the kingdom of God, came, and went in boldly unto Pilate, and craved the body of Jesus” in order to bury it in his own tomb. (Mark 15:43.) He had been “a disciple of Jesus, but secretly for fear of the Jews” (John 19:38), and the play depicted the struggle he probably underwent from being a secret disciple to making this bold request, which would have then branded him as a follower or at least a sympathizer.

Everything was so well done. The music was beautiful and touching. The story realistically portrayed not only Joseph’s struggle, but the effect of the events of the crucifixion on everyone from Pilate and his wife to the disciples. Then the confusion, disbelief, and finally understanding joy of His own when they learned He was alive! When the program ended with the Hallelujah chorus, though I am not a hand-waver in worship by nature, even I felt like raising my arms or at least placing my hand over my heart. I smiled as a little child somewhere near us was humming along — I wanted to sing along myself! And I did, in my heart.

The painting Jason was in was Ecce Homo (meaning “Behold the Man“) by Antonio Ciseri.

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This is just the painting: I don’t have any pictures of the performance with the live people in place — understandably we weren’t allowed to take pictures during the performance. It would have distracted from the music and program. Jason portrayed the guy at the far left with his hand on his hip.

But up close he looked more like a zombie:

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Striking his pose:

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For some of the paintings, like Da Vinci’s Last Supper and Rembrandt’s The Storm on the Sea of Galilee (one of my all-time favorites), at first they had the live people moving a bit, then the lights flashed off, then when they came back on the people were all “frozen” in place like the painting. For most of the paintings they also did different things with the lighting that brought out different aspects of it. The live people gave it 3-D effect. I found it ironic that my child who was the least “still” of my three had to stand still for this production. I don’t know how any of them held their poses for so long, but Jason said each scene was only up for about 3 minutes. It sure seemed longer! I don’t think I could have done it. Some of them, like the ones in the sculpture of Sansovino’s Descent from the Cross (couldn’t find a picture) were held in harnesses because the Christ figure was in a horizontal position while being taken down from the cross.

All together 9 paintings and 3 sculptures were portrayed. They did a wonderful, amazing job, and it blessed my heart immensely.

It was a great way to celebrate Easter as well!

Easter morning we had our traditional Resurrection Rolls with breakfast, a good Easter service at church, a good dinner, our unique Easter egg hunt, a bit of a nap, a great musical and narrative presentation at church Sunday night, and strawberry shortcake to top the evening off!

Hope you had a blessed Easter as well.

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Jesse is out of school for Easter break this week, and Jim took off to begin painting the house — but it is raining today. I’m in high gear preparing for the ladies’ meeting tonight and the luncheon in a couple of weeks.
Happy Monday!

He Is Risen!

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The Cradle is empty, because Jesus had to grow up a righteous man, fulfilling the prophecies of the Messiah, and take our sins on Himself, that we might be made the righteousness of God.

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The Cross is empty, because when He said, “It is finished”, it was. And He died.

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The Tomb is empty, because death could not hold Jesus, and He is risen, and in some mysterious way is seated at the right hand of the Father in heaven, making intercession for us, and yet amazingly dwells in His children, “Christ in you, the hope of glory”.

The Cradle, the Cross and the Tomb are all empty, that we might be filled with His Life.

~ Terry Rayburn


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Morning breaks upon the tomb,
Jesus scatters all its gloom.
Day of triumph through the skies–
See the glorious Saviour rise.
Christians! Dry your flowing tears,
Chase those unbelieving fears;
Look on his deserted grave,
Doubt no more his power to save.
Ye who are of death afraid,
Triumph in the scattered shade:
Drive your anxious cares away,
See the place where Jesus lay.

~ William Bengo Collyer
1782-1854

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Far be sorrow, tears and sighing!
Waves are calming, storms are dying,
Moses hath o’erpassed the sea,
Israel’s captive hosts are free;
Life by death slew death and saved us,
In His blood the Lamb hath saved us,
Clothing us with victory.

Jesus Christ from death has risen,
Lo! His Godhead bursts the prison,
While His Manhood passes free,
Vanquishing our misery.
Rise we free from condemnation;
Through our God’s humiliation,
Ours is now the victory.

Vain the foe’s despair and madness!
See the dayspring of our gladness!
Slaves no more of Satan we;
Children, by the Son set free;
Rise, for life with death has striven,
All the snares of hell are riven,
Rise and claim the victory.

~ Unknown author, possibly 13th century

Am I a stone and not a sheep?

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Am I a stone and not a sheep
That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy Cross,
To number drop by drop Thy Blood’s slow loss,
And yet not weep?

Not so those women loved
Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;
Not so fallen Peter weeping bitterly;
Not so the thief was moved;

Not so the Sun and Moon
Which hid their faces in a starless sky,
A horror of great darkness at broad noon –
I, only I.

Yet give not o’er,
But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock;
Greater than Moses, turn and look once more
And smite a rock.

~ Christina Rosetti (1830-1894)

I see the scourges tear His back,
I see the piercing crown,
And of that crowd who smite and mock,
I feel that I am one.

‘Twas I that shed the sacred blood,
I nailed Him to the tree,
I crucified the Christ of God,
I joined the mockery.

Yet not the less that blood avails,
To cleanse away my sin;
And not the less that cross prevails
To give me peace within.

~ Horatius Bonar

Characteristics of faith

I’m thinking out loud here…

I’ve mentioned that for our ladies’ luncheon this year, instead of a speaker giving a devotional, we’re having a lady do a dramatic presentation of Evidence Not Seen by Darlene Deibler Rose, an autobiographical book about her confinement in a Japanese prison camp while serving as a missionary to the Philippines during WWII. I read it years ago: it’s a tremendous book. So I was excited to hear that this lady did this presentation.

In determining the theme and theme verse for the luncheon, I’ve been dipping in and rereading parts of the book. You can’t read much of it without the theme of faith becoming prominent. What I don’t want to happen, though, is for people to walk away from the presentation thinking, “Wow, how inspirational. She had such great faith. I could never do what she did, but what a great story.” I don’t think she would have wanted people to magnify her, or even her faith. In her acknowledgments, she wrote,

“More than ten years ago I began to write the story of my experiences during World War II for Bruce and Brian, my sons. I wished them to know, if ever difficult circumstances came into their lives, that their mother’s God is still alive and very well, and His arm has never lost its ancient power.”

She would want God, the object of her faith magnified, not the size of her own faith.

That reminded me of the time the disciples asked the Lord Jesus to increase their faith. He didn’t give them a three point formula for increasing faith. He responded in Luke 17: 6: “If ye had faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye might say unto this sycamine tree, Be thou plucked up by the root, and be thou planted in the sea; and it should obey you.” You have probably heard it said that the mustard seed is one of the smallest seeds. He seems to be saying, “It’s not the size of your faith that matters: just exercise what you have.”

Another passage that has been coming to mind in connection with Darlene’s story is from I Peter 1:

6 Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations:

7 That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ:

8 Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory…

One idea for a theme for the luncheon was “Golden Faith” — a faith tried, purified, and precious.

It seems that what is more important to the Lord is not the size of our faith, but its purity, from the above verses, and it’s simplicity, from Mark 10:

14 But when Jesus saw it [that they were turning away the children], he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.

15 Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein.

16 And he took them up in his arms, put his hands upon them, and blessed them.

See also Matthew 18: 1-6.

And, of course, it’s not just the character of faith: it is primarily the object of our faith: not some nebulous or mysterious idea of “the universe” (you hear people say things like that these days: “The universe has a purpose,” etc.) God wants us to have faith in Him.

Hebrews 11:6: “But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.”

John 14:6: “Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”

Now…I just need to figure out a way to distill these thoughts into something more concise.

Heaven is even sweeter now

We found out early this morning that one of the dear saints at our church passed away. She was a good friend, one of the first people here to invite us over. She had myriad physical problems but never had a self-pitying attitude. She volunteered long past the age that people retire to their rocking chairs.

There are always such strange mixed feelings when a believer dies. There is joy that she is without pain any more and in the Lord’s presence. Yet there is the feeling of loss, the missing of her presence, the renewal of loss each time you think about calling her only to remember she is gone.

It’s funny how the Bible says life here is but a vapor, yet we’re so surprised when it actually does end. She had been seriously ill so many times and bounced back, we just kept expecting that to be the pattern even though she was growing feebler.

Not long after hearing the news, the hymn “Jerusalem the Golden” came to mind, one of my favorites. The Bible doesn’t tell us very much about heaven. Elisabeth Elliot says that’s because, if we knew how wonderful it was, we would never get anything done here for thinking about it.

Jerusalem the golden,
with milk and honey blest,
beneath thy contemplation
sink heart and voice oppressed:
I know not, oh, I know not,
what joys await us there;
what radiancy of glory,
what bliss beyond compare!

They stand, those halls of Zion,
all jubilant with song,
and bright with many an angel,
and all the martyr throng:
the Prince is ever in them,
the daylight is serene;
the pastures of the blessèd
are decked in glorious sheen.

There is the throne of David;
and there, from care released,
the shout of them that triumph,
the song of them that feast;
and they who with their Leader
have conquered in the fight,
for ever and for ever
are clad in robes of white.

Oh, sweet and blessèd country,
the home of God’s elect!
Oh, sweet and blessèd country,
that eager hearts expect!
Jesus, in mercy bring us
to that dear land of rest,
who art, with God the Father,
and the Spirit, ever blest.

By Bernard of Cluny, 1145; translated by John Mason Neale, 1851, 1859

I have on a CD somewhere a beautiful men’s choral version of it that I was hoping to find online, but couldn’t. I found this version with the organ — not my favorite instrument, generally, but this is nice. And then I found this — I don’t know these folks and the words are a little hard to hear, but at least you can get an idea what this lovely hymn sounds like.

Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live. John 11:25.

Friday’s Fave Fives

friday-fave-five-springSusanne at Living to Tell the Story hosts a “Friday Fave Five” in which we share our five favorite things from the past week. Click on the button to read more of the details.

So here are some of my favorite things from the past week.

1. These cute Easter sticky notes from my “secret sister” from our ladies’ group at church:

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2. There is a new thrift store between our house and my mother-in-law’s place that I’ve been wanting to visit, and I finally got to yesterday. Found some neat stuff!

This accent table:

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I’m thinking about painting it white.

This cute spring decoration:

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And this heart-shaped box:

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3. Getting the caterer and menu set for our upcoming ladies’ luncheon. The menu is probably the hardest part, trying to decide between all the great-sounding choices. But that’s one more big thing to check off the list for this event.

4. Wed. night at church, a lady was asking me about Jason’s plans. She thought he was getting married in May after graduation, and she was wondering how his job search was going. I told her their wedding date was in August so that he could work and save up some money over the summer, and we discussed some of the options he was exploring for after graduation. She responded something to the effect that knowing that his wedding was later in the summer would change the way she prayed for him. It was such a blessing to know not only that someone was praying, but praying specifically and intelligently for him.

Then a little later on a similar thing happened: I stopped to ask a question of the lady who has being doing the “leg work” for the program part of the ladies’ luncheon (and boy, has that been a blessing! I’ve never had anyone to do that before. I should give her her own listing here!!) She asked me about the decorations and favors: I told her I had some ideas “incubating” and hoped to have them set in the next few days. She mentioned that she had been praying for me about that, and I thought, “Wow!” That just blessed me to no end. General “How’s it going?” questions are great, general prayer is great, but when someone unexpectedly is praying specifically for you and your family — well, it was just a major blessing! And a rebuke, for too often I fail in that area.

5. Wednesday’s night’s message by a guest speaker was another blessing — one of those sermons that just stays with you for days, and your mind turns it over and over and continues to learn from it. The speaker was a missionary and the brother of one of our ladies. Some years back he and his family were ministering in Siberia when they suddenly found they had to leave. I don’t remember now the details, but I think it had to do with their visas being due to expire, and their renewal was refused. So he had friends, family, and supporting pastors calling and asking what he was going to do now, and all he could say was, “I don’t know.” He brought out what God taught him at that time, that the destination isn’t so much the goal as the direction. He pointed out that Paul tried to go to Asia to preach the gospel, but the Holy Spirit wouldn’t let him; Abraham was called to leave his relatives and home and head out, but he didn’t know ultimately where he was going, and several others in Scripture who were faithfully doing what God called them to and heading in the direction He sent them without knowing, at least at the time, where they were headed or why they seemed to be stuck in a holding pattern for a while. We’ve been in that situation so many times, both in little things and in major questions of jobs and locations. The Bible says much about our “walk” as Christians, and a walk is made up of individual steps. We may not know where we will ultimately end up (at least on this globe: as Christians we know the final destination), but we just need to faithfully follow the steps just ahead and trust Him for the rest.

Of course, he said it a lot better. 🙂

Well, as I was jotting down things I could include as favorites for this week, I had a couple more. One was fresh strawberries being in season (I used to say one of the first signs of spring was strawberry shortcake. I still haven’t made that yet, but we have enjoyed a couple of rounds of fresh strawberries with breakfast). And the other had to do with my annual doctor’s visit — IT’S not one of my favorites, but the fact that it’s over for another year is!

You can visit Susanne‘s for more favorites from the week, or to add your own!