Lowly Worm

"For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: ‘I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite’" (Isaiah 57:15).

You may remember Lowly Worm, the fictional character that graced the pages of Richard Scarry's children's books. Lowly was an earthworm.  

Sometimes I feel like Lowly. 

Especially after some ugly display of the flesh.

God allows us to humiliate ourselves from time to time, not to shame us but to remind us that we are "dust and ashes, and full of sin." “(Failure) cures our illusions about ourselves and teaches us to depend on God. We learn, on the one hand, that we cannot trust ourselves even in our best moments...” (C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity). 

We play the fool, humiliate and shame ourselves. Our well–earned humiliation, however, can be the beginning of our healing if it leads us to humility and contrition, for this is the key that opens God’s heart. He himself has said, “This is the person to whom I look, he that is humble and contrite in spirit, and who trembles at my word” (Isaiah 66:2). God resists the proud, but he cannot resist the humble. Though fallen, they fall into his welcoming arms. 

Julian of Norwich has written, “When you are distressed, then, by your failures, do not run from the Lord—as if any of us could hide from Him! Instead, run to Him quickly...and say, ‘I have corrupted myself and made myself filthy, and I hate it because now I’m not like you. I cannot be clean again—cannot be free from this corruption—unless you come and lift me and help me.’ And He always comes…." (I Promise You a Crown).

"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me."

David Roper

9.29.18

A Road Not Traveled

“And I will walk the blind (cause them to walk) in a way they do not know; I will lead them in paths they do not known. I will turn the darkness before them into light, the rugged places into level ground. These are things I do; I will never forsake them” (Isaiah 42:16).

Folks ask me if I have a five-year plan. How can I plan five years “down the road” on a road I’ve never traveled?

I think back to the 60's when I was a minister to students at Stanford University, the home of some of the brightest people on earth. I was a physical education major in college and had a lot of fun, but left no record as a scholar. I was new at the game, had no experience at this level. What was I to do? 

Most days I just wandered around the campus, a blind man groping in the darkness, asking God to show me what to do. One day a student, "out of the blue" asked me to lead a Bible study in his fraternity. It was a beginning. 

God doesn't doesn't stand at a juncture and point the way: He’s a guide, not a signpost. He walks with us, leading us down paths we never envisioned. All we have to do is follow. 

The path won’t be easy; there’ll be “rugged places" along the way. But God has promised that He’ll never leave us nor will he ever forsake us. He’ll be with us all the way. 

Paul said that God is "able to do more than we can imagine” (Ephesians 3:20). We can scheme and imagine, but his wisdom and power transcend our plans. We must then hold our plans loosely and see what God has up His sleeve.

David 

9.24.

The Man Who Lived Too Long

There is no armor against fate, 

Death lays his icy hand on kings.

—Mames Shirley

"In those days King became sick and was at the point of death. And Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz came to him, and said to him, 'Thus says the LORD: 'Set your house in order, for you shall die, you shall not recover.' Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD, and said, 'Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before you in faithfulness and with a whole heart, and have done what is good in your sight.' And Hezekiah wept bitterly" (Isaiah 38:1–3).

Though only 39 years old the jig was up; It was time for Hezekiah to shuffle off this mortal coil.

But Hezekiah, unwilling to accept God's will, spent his days grieving and "shuffling" (Hebrew: “slow-walking”) around the palace in a deep depression (38:10-20). Whereupon, Isaiah, having encouraged the court physicians to do their best (38:21), prayed for Hezekiah's healing. And, though the explanation for God's mercy eludes me, Hezekiah was given fifteen additional years which he spent in self-indulgence and personal aggrandizement, fathering Manasseh, Judah's most villainous king (2Kings 21:1-18), and bragging about his wealth to others, an irresponsible and prideful act that led to the Babylonian Captivity 120 years later (2 Kings 20:12-19; Isaiah 39).

It occurred to me this morning that I, like Hezekiah, have been given fifteen bonus years (my allotted threescore and ten plus fifteen). Perhaps you've been given additional years of life as well. They are a gift of love, through which we can serve God and others. Let’s not squander them on ourselves. 

David Roper

A Designed Deficiency

“God plays a game with the soul called ”the loser wins“; a game in which the one who holds the poorest cards does best. The Pharisee’s consciousness that he had such an excellent hand really prevented him from taking a single trick.”—Evelyn Underhill

"You collected the waters of the lower pool, and you counted the houses of Jerusalem, and you broke down the houses to fortify the wall. You made a reservoir between the two walls for the water of the old pool. But you did not look to him who did it, or see him who planned it long ago” (Isaiah 22:8b-11).

There’s a natural spring that rises on the east side of the city of Jerusalem. In ancient times it was the city’s only water supply and was located outside the walls of the city and thus was the point of Jerusalem’s greatest vulnerability. The exposed spring meant that the city, otherwise impregnable, could be forced to capitulate by the simple expedient of diverting or damming the spring. 

[At an early stage of Jerusalem's history the Canaanites linked the spring to a vertical shaft that rose inside the walls It was through this tunnel that one of David's mighty men, exploiting this weakness in the Canaanite defense system, gained access to the city (2 Samuel 5:6–8).] 

Much later, King Hezekiah addressed this weakness by driving a tunnel through 1750’ feet of solid rock from the spring into the city where it flowed into the “Lower Pool" (2 Kings 20:20; 2Chronicles 32:2–4). Additionally, he strengthened the defense system around the “old pool” by building another wall that enclosed it. Jerusalem was safe and secure.

But in all of this, Hezekiah "did not look to him who did it, or see him who planned it long ago.”  Did what? Planned what?  The weakness in the defense system of the city. 

God Himself “molded” the city of Jerusalem in such a way that its water supply was unprotected. The spring outside the wall was a constant reminder that the inhabitants of the city must depend solely on God for their salvation. (If you want to know what happened when Jerusalem, on this occasion, withstood a siege, read 2Kings 18:17-19:37.)

Has it ever occurred to you that your deficiencies were planned long ago for your good, that God made you as you are with your physical, emotional or intellectual limitations so that you could become a man or woman of great faith? Indeed, the apostle Paul said that he "gloried" in his limitations, because it was through weakness that the beauty and power of Jesus was manifest in him (2 Corinthians 12:9,10).

We should then regard each limitation as a gift that can make us more useful in terms of our particular service to Jesus. We can never be too weak for him to use—though, we can be too strong. “Not to the swift, the race: Not to the strong, the fight.”  It is in fear and trembling that we are made strong.

David Roper

"So" and "So"

So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,

beholding your power and glory...

So may I bless you as long as I live... (Psalm 63:2,4).

A little adverb. A pint-sized word: “so."

David seems to be comparing two sets of circumstances: (1) when he was in the felt presence of God in the tabernacle, and (2) when he was in "a dry and thirsty land," an emotional desert.

So (or as) I long for God when my feelings run high, when I sense his presence and his love for me...

So may I will trust him "when my heart is as cold as a tile bathroom floor at 2:00 in the morning" (as my friend Ray Stedman once said) 

It's a request, a prayer, not  something I can do on my  own. 

David Roper

The Rain

"(God) loads the thick cloud with moisture; the clouds scatter his lightning. They (the clouds) turn around and around by his guidance, to accomplish all that he commands them on the face of the habitable world. Whether for correction or for his land, or for love he causes it to happen. Hear this, O Job;

stop and consider the wondrous works of God too (Job. 37:11–14).

Rain occurs when water vapor in the air condenses into droplets that are too heavy to resist the force of gravity. Or from another perspective, God "loads" the thick cloud with water and though the clouds swirl “around and around,” he guides them to the place he chooses. That's a more inclusive way to look at rain.

But Elihu went beyond first causes to the ultimate purpose for rain: God causes it to fall "for instruction, for the land, and for love” (37:13).

Rain falls for our instruction. Rain, the lack of it, or too much of it, reveals our human limitations and teaches us humility. For all our progress in science and technology, who of us can make rain, or stop the rain? For these actions we’re solely dependent on God.

Rain falls for the sake of the land. Rain is God visiting the earth, watering it, and enriching it: "You water its ridges abundantly, You settle its furrows; You make it soft with showers, You bless its growth" (Psalm 65:9,10). God loves the land and blesses it with showers.

Finally, rain falls because God loves us and brings rain for our delight. I recall a World War II cartoon by Bill Mauldin depicting GI Joe in a muddy fox hole with rain pelting down on his helmet. “Don’t you love the sound of rain on a tin roof,” Joe muses. Rain is, well… delightful. At one point in my childhood I had a twin roof over my head and remember well the sound of rain at night, and the peace it brought to this child. And I remember how much fun it was (and is) to play in the rain. 

Earth is the only planet in our solar system on which rain falls as a blessing. Rain falls from clouds on other planets, but it's not water. On Venus it rains sulfuric acid.

So... the next time it rains on you, don't be vexed, "Stand still and consider the miraculous work of God"—indeed, the miracle that is rain (Job 37:14).

David Roper

8.31.18

JUST FOR YOU
Words from Friends: Good Work 

It was a simple question. A follow-up to a prayer request actually. My friend Jani Ortlund had been given a contract to write a book, which she was eager to do. For some time she had thought about the subject and had been working out the concepts in her life and on paper.  She was ready to answer this call of God on her life and she had asked me to pray with her about her writing. Which I did.

So on that day when I inquired of Jani how the book was coming along, her words left a deep impression on me. Jani said, “I have put the book aside, because I have so much other good work to do right now.” So much other GOOD work to do. I had an inkling of what that other “good work” entailed. (And Jani did it well, for by God’s grace this new responsibility bore much fruit in the years to come.)

What impressed me about Jani’s words was her attitude of seeing her new responsibility, one she did not choose, to be GOOD work. Jani was not grumbling  and complaining as she set aside her desire to write this book. She looked at her new responsibility and called it good!

Jani’s response was a challenge to my thinking as I considered the tasks God had for me then and has for me now. I immediately thought of Paul’s words to the Ephesians— For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them.(Ephesians 2:10.) Jani called this new responsibility good because she saw that it was God-given.

But here’s where I often go astray. At times I do not recognize the “good” in the work I have to do. Nor do I automatically remember that it is God who has prepared the particular tasks that are in front of me at this time in my life, and in this very day. I am His workmanship and He knows the good He desires for me, and the good He desires for me to do, even though it may not seem good to me at the moment. His plans and His perspectives are much wiser, more fitting and more necessary for His kingdom than my plans.

Perhaps you have had to set aside your heart’s desire to do “something for God,” like writing a Bible study, a blog, a sermon, a book or even a note to a friend. Perhaps you have needed to give up your peaceful private and quiet space where you meet with God in order to take on another responsibility. Perhaps you have had your activities curtailed and can no longer reach out in ways you once could. Perhaps your ministry of serving, in your church or elsewhere, has been taken by away or taken by another. Perhaps your family role has changed. So now what?

Whether it is cleaning tables in a rest home after seeing your church fold, caring for a child, a grandchild or another who needs you, waiting with a restful spirit when a door has been closed, mopping up the overflow from the shower when friends are on the way, running errands, running the copy machine, running back for something, sitting calmly in traffic, forgiving someone who hurt or overlooked you, or....you fill in the blank—all of these are GOOD works God has planned at various times for you — and for me.

To remember and acknowledge our responsibilities as GOOD work is to honor our good God and to see ourselves as His workmanship. Even as He gives good work He is working for our good because we are His. This is the beginning then of peace and joy for us in whatever task is at hand. As we let go of what was and see what is as part of the good work God is calling us to, we are becoming more like Jesus in the beauty of holiness.

Of course there can be sorrow and disappointment. Of course we can weep and sometimes we will fail. (I speak from experience!) Our privilege then is to turn in contrition and hope, back to the One who so loves us and who again sets us to the task He has planned for us. And in this turning we will then walk and work in God’s mercy which is ever new, ever available.

God does not need our work but He delights in our decision to call each God-given responsibility GOOD.

Thanking God for good words from good friends like Jani who point me in the right direction. Right back to God.
Carolyn Roper
9.2.18

Where Do Babies Come From? 

"As you do not know the way the spirit comes to the bones in the womb of a woman with child, so you do not know the work of God who makes everything" (Ecclesiastes 11:5).

Stephan Hawking wrote, "Philosophy is dead. Philosophy has not kept up with modern developments in science, particularly physics. Scientists have become the bearers of the torch of discovery in our quest for knowledge" (The Grand Design).

In other words, science has a final answer for every question.

But that's not science; it's scientism, the worship of science. Science does not have universal adequacy. Scientists, however learned, cannot explain everything. They deal with the observable world—"the things that are seen—and do not have a method for looking into the world of unseen things. 

One obvious example: Scientists "do not know the way the spirit comes to the bones in the womb of a woman with child." They cannot explain the origin of the human soul and the mysterious growth of little human beings, cradled in their mothers’ wombs. 

Apropos of which: Carolyn and I have two brand-new great-grandchildren and another on the way. I gaze at those little ones (or the baby bump) with awe. 

A few months ago they didn't exist. Anywhere. Now here they are: Tiny miracles. Little human beings, made out of nothing. Creatio ex nihilo. "Where did you come from?" I ask; "How did you get to be you?"

Where did you come from, baby dear?

Out of the everywhere into here.

Where did you get your eyes so blue?

Out of the sky as I came through.

What makes the light in them sparkle and spin?

Some of the starry spikes left in.

Where did you get that little tear?

I found it waiting when I got here.

What makes your forehead so smooth and high?

A soft hand stroked it as I went by.

What makes your cheek like a warm white rose?

I saw something better than anyone knows.

Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss?

Three angels gave me at once a kiss.j

Where did you get this pearly ear?

God spoke, and it came out to hear.

Where did you get those arms and hands?

Love made itself into hooks and bands.

Feet, whence did you come, you darling things?

From the same box as the cherubs' wings.

How did they all just come to be you?

God thought about me, and so I grew.—George MacDonald

David Roper

9.5.18