Wednesday, April 18, 2018


The Cost of Doing Business

“Where no oxen are, the trough is clean; But much increase comes by the strength of the ox.” —Proverbs 14:4

The little visitor climbed into the children’s rocker in our living room, munched on a cookie and exclaimed to Carolyn, "Your house is homey!" We hope so. We hope it says "You're welcome here!" 

Carolyn and I have always thought of our home as a tool to be used, not a treasure to be admired and safeguarded. Most of our furniture is old—some pieces belonged to her great–grandmother, like the little rocking chair—but Carolyn is a creative homemaker and her “touch” reflects her love for people. 

But that outlook can be costly: If you fill your house with people they will break your best china, wear out your chairs, leave water marks on your tables and spill coffee on your carpets. We must be be wise stewards, of course, but as the proverb suggests, wear and tear, breakage and clutter are quite often the cost of doing business. 

But not to worry. Only people matter. Everything else is going to burn up some day (2Peter 3:7). 

David Roper
4.14.18

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Getting It Together

"Unite my heart to fear (worship) your name." —Psalm 86:11 

Gather my thoughts, good Lord, they fitfully roam
    Like children bent on foolish wandering, 
Or vanity of fruitless wayfaring 
    O call them home. —Amy Carmichael

An integrated personality is one in which every aspect of one's being is working together to achieve one's goals. In common parlance it's called, "getting it together."  

And what is the goal for which we seek integration? For those who know and love the Lord Jesus, it is to be like him in all that we think and do and say and thus to show his beauty to the world. If we have lost sight of this goal, no matter what we otherwise accomplish in our lifetime, we will have missed the purpose for which we were sent into the world.

And how can we so unite our hearts that we achieve that end? We must ask for it every day. 

Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say,
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite. —Thomas Ken, "Awake My Soul"

David Roper
4.17.18

Monday, April 16, 2018

Half-Mental

I got used to my arthritis,
to my dentures I'm resigned,
I can manage my bifocals
but I sure do miss my mind,

"Two-thirds of baseball is half-mental," Yogi Berra said. To stretch his point, so is old age.

I've lost many things in my lifetime—keys, hats, sun glasses, iPhones, television remotes, lunker trout—but, I must say, my greatest loss is my mind.

I write everything down these days because I can no longer trust my memory. Carolyn will ask me to do something for her and before I walk out of the room I have to ask her again to be sure I remember what she said. Some days I have to walk back to the kitchen or wherever she is, and ask her again.

Worse yet, my memory issues affect my writing. A thought flies into my mind, flits about for a moment or two but escapes before I can capture it and write it down.

I think of Bunyan's Mr. Feeble-mind who was told that his Master had need of him: "Then Mr. Feeble-mind called for his friends and said, 'Since I have nothing to bequeath to any, to what purpose should I make a will? As for my feeble mind, I will leave that behind me, for I shall have no need of it in the place to which I go, nor is it worth bestowing upon the poorest pilgrim: wherefore, when I am gone, I desire that you, Mr. Valiant, would bury it in a dunghill.'"

Memory loss is not fatal for we shall have new minds someday—brighter, wiser, younger than ever before. Furthermore, a fading intellect and memory lapses can be incentives to faith for they are just another step along the way to forgetting ourselves and loving God alone.

And that, of course, is the reason we were brought into this world.

George MacDonald wrote...

Well may this body poorer, feebler grow!
 It is undressing for its last sweet bed;
 But why should the soul, which death shall never know,
 Authority, and power, and memory shed?
 It is so that love with absolute faith would wed;
 God takes the inmost garments off his child,
 To have him in his arms, naked and undefiled.


  David Roper

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Playing the Fool

Desire that is satisfied is sweet to the soul,
But it is loathsome to fools[i] to depart from evil (Proverbs 13:19).

There is a principle here: When we give in to an evil inclination we lose our ability to evaluate it.   

Case in point is a man I know who left his wife and children to move in with his secretary, a woman half his age. "This can't be wrong," he said, "because it feels so right."

Of course. “Desire that is satisfied is sweet to the soul." but if the thing desired is bad and we continue in it, it will lead us to deny the good that we know.

Later, having destroyed his marriage, his business and his reputation, this man said to me, "How could I have become such a fool?"

David Roper
4.13.18


[i] There are four kinds of fools in the Book of Proverbs. This is the kasil, the man or woman who has lost his or her ability to discern good and evil

Sunday, April 8, 2018

Morality and a Dirty Shirt


"Some people think it is not proper for a clergyman to dance. I mean to assert my freedom from any such law. If our Lord chose to represent, in His parable of the Prodigal Son, the joy in Heaven over a repentant sinner by the figure of ‘music and dancing,’ I will hearken to Him rather than to men, be they as good as they may. For I had long thought that the way to make indifferent things bad, was for good people not to do them.” —George MacDonald, Annals of Quiet Neighborhood

When I was growing up I had a friend whose mother, if asked, “Is this shirt dirty?” would always reply: “If it’s doubtful, it’s dirty.” That may be a passable theory of grooming, but as a moral premise, it’s deadly.

The “Dirty if Doubtful” moral thesis rests on this proposition: “Everything is bad unless I know it is good,” a hypothesis that breeds paranoia, guilt and hypocrisy for, “if you tell a man that honest pleasure is a sin in God’s sight, he will find a way to get illicit pleasure and yet keep the name for godliness” (Thomas Buchan, Witch Wood).

Furthermore it promotes legalism because “doubtful things” inevitably become rules and regulations that go beyond scriptural proscriptions and acquire the force and finality of sanctions nowhere found in the Bible (Colossians 2:23, 24).

The biblical theory of morality is the other way around: “Everything is good unless I know it is bad.”  Paul put it plainly, “Everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving, because it is consecrated (put to its intended use) by the word of God and prayer (1 Timothy 4:4,5).

Satan never created anything. Not even sin. Evil does not exist as a thing in itself; it is parasitic. It fastens itself to anything beautiful that God has made and twists it into a base and ugly thing through improper use, motive or timing. No, God has given us “all things richly to enjoy.” The world is ours, and everything in it.

Good can become evil in the devil’s hands and his devices are duplicitous—he can make evil look exquisitely good. Thus we need guidelines. The New Testament (the teachings of Jesus and his Apostles) is our authority in all matters of conduct, the answer to the question of the good life. Jesus and his Apostles drew very few lines but they drew them with fine precision. What is prohibited is clearly prohibited.

But, what is not prohibited is permissible. In other words: a thing is good unless I know from scripture it is bad.

Admittedly, a permissible thing may not be prescribed for me. I may, for various reasons, decide to lay a perfectly good thing aside. But the thing in and of its self is not wrong, nor is it necessarily wrong for others. To insist that it is, is to hearken to men, be they “as good as they may,” rather than to God (Matthew15:1-9)

David Roper
4.9.18

Going and Not Knowing

"By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to a place that he was to receive as an inheritance. And he went out, not knowing...