From Carolyn This morning I am especially thankful for my window that faces the rising sun. As I sit in my prayer chair and look out on the day growing brighter, the sky and trees coming into focus with morning light, the neighbors’ homes, the fall colors of leaves and the glass pane that keeps out the cold, I am filled with gratitude to God who has provided this place and this day. My window is a good reminder that each and every day God brings the morning. While I may not always have this window and the view I have today, I am filled with a greater gratitude that “The LORD’s covenant love never ceases, for His compassions never fail, they are new every morning: great Thy faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:22,23) Lord, I am filled with gratitude for Your faithfulness that brings with each new morning Your strong, self-giving, compassionate covenant love, where ever I am, what ever the day holds. Thank You for Your Word, living and written, that both shows and tells us of Your everlasting love. This love of Yours motivates me to love You in return today and to, by Your grace, love those You bring across my mind and my path today. Because Jesus first loved us I come in His Name. Amen Do you remember this wonderful hymn written by George Robinson and James Mountain in the 1800s?   Loved with everlasting love, Led by grace that love to know; Spirit, breathing from above, Thou hast taught me it is so. Oh, this full and perfect peace! Oh, this transport all divine! In a love which cannot cease, I am His, and He is mine.   Heaven above is softer blue, Earth around is sweeter green; Something lives in every hue Christless eyes have never seen: Birds with gladder songs o’erflow, Flow’rs with deeper beauties shine, Since I know, as now I know, I am His, and He is mine.     Things that once were wild alarms Cannot now disturb my rest; Closed in everlasting arms, Pillowed on the loving breast. Oh, to lie forever here, Doubt and care and self resign, While He whispers in my ear, I am His, and He is mine.     His forever, only His: Who the Lord and me shall part? Ah, with what a rest of bliss Christ can fill the loving heart. Heaven and earth may fade and flee, Firstborn light in gloom decline; But, while God and I shall be, I am His, and He is mine.    Love to you and may His daily compassions fill each of us today with great gratitude, Carolyn

Getting Our Minds Right

Psalm 12

The wicked prowl on every side,

And vileness is exalted among the sons of men. —Psalm 12:8

“Vileness (debased character) is exalted"—a fair description of the current scene. I think of the cultural and social icons we exalt and emulate.

I've mentioned before that Lord Acton's axiom, “Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely," does not refer to those in power, but to those enamored of power. When I stand in awe of the powerful, I give the ideas that debase them the power to debase me (12:2). 

But I have this assurance: 

The words of the LORD are pure words, 

like silver refined in a furnace on the ground, 

purified seven times.

You, O LORD, will keep them;

you will guard us from this generation forever (Psalm 12:6,7).

God will guard his word from corruption and me from the evil in me that makes me so easily corrupted (12:7,8). How? By serving up for my consumption his "pure" words every day.

David Roper

11.4.19

What Can the Righteous Do?

Psalm 11

"When the (moral) foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?” (11:3). 

Old folks generally decry the sorry state of the world, but, given the steady decline of courtesy and morality these days, it does seem that our culture is circling 'round the drain. (As an old friend of mine asks, “Why am I in this hand basket and where in hell are we going?”) What can I, an old back-bencher do? 

David's friends offered him the counsel of despair: "Flee like a bird to your mountain…” (11:1-3). Carolyn and I don't have a place in the mountains any more, but I can probably get a job in a coastal lighthouse, or backcountry fire-lookout tower and watch the world crash and burn. 

David supplies a deeper insight and a better part to play. He says that the Lord, through disorder, is "testing the righteous" (11:5). His stillness in the face of moral chaos is not a show of indifference, but a "test" of our mettle. When the moral foundations are broken up what will good people do? 

David answers, "(As for me) "I will take refuge in the Lord" (11:1). 

So I ask myself: Will I follow Jesus in faith and obedience and rely on him to bring me safely through (11:7)? Or, more's the loss and pity, will I follow the madding crowd?

David Roper

11.1.19

Welcome: A Heart Like His

One day in the dim and distant past the agenda before me was to welcome someone into my life—into my home and into my heart. This person was someone I didn’t even want to have around, little less actually WELCOME.  In years gone by this man had caused much pain to me and to mine. Nothing had been acknowledged on his part. Yet I had worked on the hard task of forgiving­—but from a distance.

But here’s the thing—I know God has a welcoming heart. I know He has welcomed me! Oft times His welcome has been graciously given after I have been indifferent to Him, grieved Him, ignored Him or squandered His gifts of time, opportunity, money or abilities. I’ve told my stories but not been so quick to tell His stories. Or really listen to another’s story.

At times I have walked around with a two-by-four in my eye while trying to focus on that tiny speck in another’s eye. Sometimes I have entertained complaints in my heart and grumbled about the manna de-jour. I’ve taken the higher seat on my high horse rather than follow His example and directive to take the lower seat. He is One who stooped to serve, and to serve even those who hurt Him.

Still, God’s welcoming heart has been generous in giving forgiveness to me as I’ve turned in humility to Him. And before the turning times, His heart has yearned for His wandering child to come Home. Like Jesus with Judas in the Upper Room, God has continued to offer me the bread and the wine, not exposing me to shame by pointing out my betrayal to others.

As I thought about that person who was coming, I knew I could have the coffee ready, have the welcome mat out and open the door. But I knew I could not change my heart to offer a sincere welcome.

So as I was bringing my desire to have a heart like His, a welcoming heart, I heard these words in my thoughts: The very one who is coming to your door today is My precious child. Please welcome him for My sake. Just as I welcome you. Just as you delight to have another give a royal welcome to your child.

And Carolyn, I will correct him. He belongs to me and that’s My responsibility. Your assignment and opportunity is to welcome with a sincere heart, one I am changing by my Spirit of truth and power and grace. My desire for you is to be My agent of grace today. 

God’s welcome comes because Jesus paid the cost of my sins, my small indifferences or insensitivities as well as huge things like betrayal and abandonment. That day God was not asking me to be in a place that was unsafe or to be this person’s best buddy. (If that is ever the case, I will have to get back to you on my response!) God was asking me to recognize how much I have been forgiven and to continue to do so even in what could have been an uncomfortable situation. He was also taking responsibility to be the agent of change, first for me and then for the other.

How did the time go that day? I felt at peace and welcoming, by God’s grace. I did not see much change in the other person but I saw God changing me. And I could only give Him thanks with a grateful heart.

Carolyn 
 

What's Wrong With These People?

Psalm 10

"All his thoughts are, 'There is no God'" (10:4).

"He says in his heart…, 'He will never see what I do'" (10:11).

I watch the news at night and ponder the actions of certain men and women and ask myself: "What's wrong with these people?

Motives are mostly unknown, of course, but here in this psalm, David, Israel’s philosopher-king, reveals the thoughts of unjust men and women and why they act as they do: (1) They don't believe there is a God, or, (2) if there is a God, he doesn't care what they do.

In logic, these are a priori arguments, conclusions "from before," beliefs formed apart from rational or empirical evidence to support them. They're premises that folks adopt without thinking about them.

The idea that God doesn't exist or doesn't care what we do does seem well–founded, for bad guys seem to get away with bad behavior. "His ways prosper at all times... He says in his heart, “I shall not be moved; I will never meet adversity” (10:5,6).

But God does see. He takes note of the trouble that evildoers bring to others and the grief of those so afflicted (10:14), though troublemakers don't know it for God's "judgments (his standards and actions to enforce them) are high and out of sight." He judges from an unseen realm that "men of the earth" cannot see (10:18). 

But there is a comeuppance: God will "call wickedness to account till you find none." Or as Jesus put it, they will pay till the last farthing is paid (Matthew 5:26).

"There is no God and even if there is a God He doesn't care what I do." I would never cop to that premise, but I wonder how often I act as if I do?

David Roper

Two Gates

Psalm 9

"O you who lift me up from the gates of death, that I may recount all your praises in the gates of the City of Zion" (Psalm 9:3,4)·

Carolyn and I purchased two plots at Dry Creek Cemetery a few years ago, side by side. "The graveyard is ready for me,” as Job said (17:1).

Having my own grave site is a vivid reminder that I'm standing at the “gates of death.” Samuel Johnson, I think it was, said that the prospect of one’s dying “wonderfully concentrates the mind." Or, as a friend of mine says, “It makes you think about things.” 

I'm assured, however, that God will "lift me up" when my time comes. Jesus said that those who follow him, "will never, ever, under any circumstances whatever die" (John 11:26). He was thinking of my soul, of course. My body I will most gladly leave behind.

Death is not the end of me; it's the gateway to Zion, the City of God. Life doesn't end in death; It's perfected by it. 

I think now of some lines from The Golden Key, my favorite George MacDonald book: 

"You have tasted of death,” said the Old Man. “Is it good?”

“It is good,” said Mossy. “It is better than life.”

“No,” said the Old Man; “it is only more life.”

David Roper

9.23.19 

Out of the Mouth of Babes

Psalm 8

“Out of the mouth of babies and infants, you have established a defense against your foes, to silence the enemy and the rebel" (Psalm 8:2). 

Here’s an intriguing apologetic: The proof of God's greatness lies in the fact that a little child can know Him. Their love and trust is the answer to those who doubt Him, an argument Jesus used on one occasion.

When the chief priests and the teachers of the law saw children running and singing praise songs in the sacred temple precincts, they were scandalized. “Do you hear what these children are saying?” they asked him. “Yes,” replied Jesus, quoting this psalm. “Have you never read, 'From the lips of children and infants you, Lord, call forth praise’?” (Matthew 21:16).

These little ones were scampering through the temple, shouting “Hosanna (Aramaic for ‘Save, I pray!’) as they danced and sang around Jesus. (Perhaps these were the little street urchins that often  gathered around his knees.) These children knew, as Israel’s wise and learned men did not know—for they did not have the wisdom of a child—that Jesus was the long-awaited Savior. Their playful and exuberant faith was God's argument against the unbelief and skepticism of his day. 

That's why it’s a serious sin to hinder the faith of one of these little ones “who believe on him” as Jesus said. “It would be better for that one that a millstone were hung around his neck and he were cast into the sea than that he should cause one of these little ones to sin” (Luke17:1,2).

I think of college professors and public school teachers that undermine the faith of those in their care, and parents that hinder their little ones through indifference. 

And then I think of myself: Have I, by my behavior, belied the fact that I’m a follower of Jesus and caused them to stumble? (Where does one find a millstone these days?)

David Roper

 10.22.19