Image: The Crew, 2019, Hilton Anatole, Dallas TX
2 Corinthians 8:4–5 (NKJV)4 imploring us with much urgency that we would receive the gift and the fellowship of the ministering to the saints. 5 And not only as we had hoped, but they first gave themselves to the Lord, and then to us by the will of God.
This Assembly was somewhat strange for me.
First of all, due to my general decrepitude arising from my severe arthritis and the delayed hip replacement surgery, I was not real mobile and I was not real stable. More than once I had brothers I had never met come up and ask if they could help me. One guy stopped me and said he noticed my shoe was untied and then proceeded to fix it... right there in the hall way. I walk with a walker these days and that's no fun but it sure gave me an opportunity to see how much mercy there is among Christians.
The young men who came from Severn Run EPC (of whom there are 3 in this image) were invaluable. They carried my stuff when we went out to dinner and were very solicitous of my company. I had a great time with them and am very much in their debt.
So, first of all, this GA taught me a lot about the humility of receiving. Paul, in the passage above, learned that lesson as the wider Church that he served responded to the sacrificial displays of love he had received. It is sobering but it makes an impression that I don't think will ever go away. I will not forget the kindness I was shown.
Secondly, this GA was focused. I don't remember any previous GA where there was such an earnest desire to "get to it" and talk out the issues. We went into this GA with the very real threat of division looming over us. The deep concern over such issues as ReVoice and the push for opening up vital Committee membership to non-ordained people ( among others ), registered itself in attendance. We had a higher attendance (1500+) of commissioners and the highest participation by Ruling Elders in my memory and, I think, ever. People came out... they came prepared to speak their mind.. they came prepared to work on holding true to what we believe but also finding ways we can continue to work together. I am generally pleased with the work that was done and the manner in which it was done though I have some major heart issues with the solidifying movement toward a "militant party spirit" among those who want the denomination to change its thrust and general ethos. They did not win on many issues but they intend to keep up the pressure. This is a worry to me.
Thirdly, I was encouraged by a small but increasingly influential body of young and old men who are committed to rigorous study, intense worship and vital preaching. The group in this image was one part of that body though not its entirety. Greenville Theological Seminary, the Davenant Institute and other fellowships are doing good work in getting young men excited about God's Word, Thoughtfully Considered, Soundly Preached and Steadfastly Obeyed. God has greatly encouraged me over the past few years about the upcoming generation. They are still very much a minority among those whose agenda seems to tilt the balance in Evangelism more toward the emotional and subjective and away from the thoughtful and objective challenges of Christianity. It's not an "either/or" but a balance that we need. It's good to see some indications that the balance is being sought.
Lastly, I left the Assembly with the nagging doubt that the forces which could divide us are still a concern. This is not a time for smugly thinking that "we" have won, but a time should be actively seeking a way to "hear" those upper level concerns that are driving the "progressive" group so as to see what truth is there. We do have to find the right way to address cultural issues such as the role of women, the rise of disenfranchised peoples, the aching sadness of depravity and the disastrous extent to which too many kids raised in Christian homes are deserting the church as soon as they reach college age.
The progressives are at least thinking about those things. I don't like many things in their manner of addressing the problems and their 'disciplined party-spirit' is, to me, a deadly threat to the whole principle of Presbyterian polity. But... they are being used by God to raise up legitimate issues that we must face. We did some good work at GA this year in addressing some of those issues but the voting on several was very close. There is much left to do.
In addition to the above, I am very encouraged by the fellowship we had together. Sitting and talking with other thoughtful men, sharing our pipes and tobacco, partaking of some excellent beverages and hearing life-stories that served to build a sense of brotherhood... that was good... and, I think, that's the way God intended it to be.
I pray that the Lord will give me a new hip, another year of service and some ability to contribute again. But if He doesn't, I am content.
Exodus 11-12: A Solemn Salvation
Image: Patterns, 2019, Severna Park, MD
Exodus 12:40–42 (NKJV) 40 Now the sojourn of the children of Israel who lived in Egypt was four hundred and thirty years. 41 And it came to pass at the end of the four hundred and thirty years—on that very same day—it came to pass that all the armies of the Lord went out from the land of Egypt. 42 It is a night of solemn observance to the Lord for bringing them out of the land of Egypt. This is that night of the Lord, a solemn observance for all the children of Israel throughout their generations.
I bet that was one scary night.
In chapter 11, vs. 3, it says that "Moses was very great in the land of Egypt, in the sight of Pharaoh's servants and in the sight of the people." I bet he was. And I bet he was even "greater" in the sight of the Israelites. Their opinion of this crazy guy and his equally crazy brother had changed a lot. They didn't think he was crazy anymore. He was the prophet of this great God Yahweh and this God and this man were not ones with whom to trifle. Those nine judgments that came on Egypt had brought it just to the edge of ruin. Crops lay desolate in the fields after all the hail and locusts. The people still walked around with the scars of boils and the memory of the lice. And those days of darkness... oh man... was that scary.
When Moses started talking about God killing off every first born child and beast in the nation, from Pharaoh's own house right down to the lowest servant working the mills, then I imagine everyone was shaking in their boots.
The Israelites paid attention. They listened to those detailed instructions about this new Passover event. In 12:28 it says that they "went away and did so; just as the LORD had commanded Moses and Aaron, so they did." There was not mumbling and grumbling... this was serious business... death was in the air. As the sun sank down below the horizon and the shadows engulfed the houses I can imagine the trembling knees, anxious expressions and heartfelt prayers for mercy that rose up that night.
They say that there are no atheists in foxholes... I imagine that there weren't any in Egypt that night either. However only One God came to bring judgment and only One God came to bring salvation in the face of judgment. Many a mother wept that evening and even in the house of Pharaoh there was no discussion. He called for Moses and Aaron... by night... and said... "Go!" Then he added something extra... he looked at Moses and pleaded... " and bless me also."
Pharaoh was shown great mercy that night. He survived the Lord's judgment on him, his people and all their gods. He lived to see another day. His terror drove him to make this request... sadly the terror did not last and I have to assume, neither did any hope for his soul.
God made it clear in this passage, that "God makes a difference between the Egyptians and Israel." (11:7). God comes to save those who hear His Word, tremble at His Power, rush to embrace His offer of mercy, cling to His promises and seek to serve Him with their hearts, hands, head and hope. And the whole promise of salvation which prompts this consuming focus which we call "faith", is meaningless apart from the reality of terrifying judgment.
Notice the detailed instructions given to the Israelites for the keeping of this ceremony. Notice that it was to be anticipated... preparation to celebrate it had to start weeks ahead of time. Look carefully at how they were to dress, what they were to do in cooking the meal, how they were to conduct themselves. The whole point was to recreate that sense of solemn holiness... that tingling sense of anxiety... that flooding insight which reminds us of just how puny we are and just how awesome is our God. Think of how they, through the years, were to revisit that night so as to be reminded of what it means that they were special... that God had chosen them, as unworthy as they were, to be kept from judgment and to be brought out of the land with an impressive display of mightiness. This was the Passover.... and it was holy indeed.
Now, Jesus is our Passover.
When Jesus shared His last meal with His disciples He brought this annual celebration to an end. In its place He instituted a New Covenant celebration - the Lord's Supper - and all those Jewish features went out the window. The features went out... but the solemn holiness and meaning carried over. The New Sacrament, the Supper of our Lord, is even more impressive, even more holy, even more terrifying to contemplate if we do it justice than the first Passover.
When our Lord brought judgment on earth at the Cross it was focused entirely on the Passover Lamb. There He made a difference between His People and the "Egyptians" which now we know, means all who do not belong to Christ. There He laid upon His Son the full and complete punishment for our sins that still yet remains to be extended onto His enemies. It was a terrifying thing when the darkness came down, the earth trembled and the veil of the temple was torn. But that is nothing compared to what yet is in the future.
On that day the people of God will stand secure under the blood of Christ but there will be wailing in the land. That is what the Supper means... we need to consider it carefully, attend it with humility.. and tremble before the power of our Great God.
Posted by Gadfly on June 30, 2019 at 05:10 PM in Christian Apologetics, Church, Commentary, Devotional Meditation, Discipleship | Permalink | Comments (0)
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