Life in Minor Key

Every great symphony tells a story...and it moves from the major key to minor back to major almost seamlessly.  Both major and minor keys are beautiful, and pivotal to the story that symphony is telling,  But, both express themselves in vastly different ways.

Major Key is a noticeably brighter tune. . .happier and more glorious.  It brings with it a crescendo, a decided resolution to the tune.   Major speaks of hope and victory and conquest.

Minor Key on the other hand is more of a dirge.  It’s the music of suffering, of pain…of anguish...of doubt and confusion. It’s notes leave the feeling of being imcomplete and unresolved.

If our lives tell a rhythmic story of conquest and defeat, joy and pain, of confusion and resolution.  Each life sacredly consists of major and minor key.  

Personally, I find myself in recent months with a song that is more in the tune of minor key than major.   And, my hope is to understand and grow to appreciate this piece of the song that God, the master conductor, is orchestrating with my life.  What’s to appreciate, learn and grow from when our life’s song is singing in the tune of minor key?  This is the question I’ve been pondering.   

I recently wrote a prayer to God in a moment of raw honesty:

My heart feels  callous for some reason unknown.  My eyes are dry.  My thoughts subdued.  What is it Lord?  Where are you Lord?  Who am I Lord?  What is this whirlwind that I'm going through?  Is it internal, external, eternal or all the above?  Lord, I don't want it, this cup of darkness and confusion, but I will gladly accept.  I just beg more understanding.  Make my marching orders clear.  Help me come out of the fog and see a rightly what you are up to in my life.  

Can you relate?  Have you had those seasons in life and with God marked by the minor key?  For those of us who are in or have lived life in minor key, there lies before us a great temptation, a great truth and great paradox.

1. A Great temptation

• The temptation to avert, and/or deny the reality of minor key.

 

We are pastors.  Whether consciously or subconsciously we believe that our role is to be in charge,  to know what the next move is and how to get there.  We are the CEO, the leader, the shepherd.  As the shepherd we assume we are to know where we are, where we are heading….at all times.   

It’s assumed, if not demanded, by our parish, our colleagues and too often from ourselves that we have more answers than questions, more joys than sadness...more peaks than valleys...more victories than defeats.     

We have church boards and committees to answer to who want actions and initiatives v and decisions.  We minister to people who are in peril, who need answers and help and solutions.   And, this requires from us major key kinds of responses…there is little place on our plate for minor key.   And, for pastors is  to avert this part of our life’s song all together.   

Yet, the whole of Scripture seems to indicate that the spiritual journey we are on, is not lived exclusively in the major key.  The Bible seems to promise that we will go through seasons that are characterized by questioning (Ecclesiastes),  lamenting and anguish (Lamentations), and struggle to understand what God is up to in our lives (Job)....and the hope that we long for often is found from within our painful groanings and desperate longings (Romans 8).    

In  fact, the more I read the Bible, the more I see that almost all it’s character spend a considerable amount of time plunking around the tune of minor key.  Much wandering, wrestling and struggling.  Even the name Israel means “one who struggles with God”.

Ever read a Psalm?   How about the one that Jesus quoted from the cross…. “Why are you so far from saving me??? So far from the words of my groaning?  I cry out to you by day and by night, but why do you not answer?   The melodic rhythm to these words is not in major...it’s definitively in minor key.

Whether we look to Job, Jacob, Joseph, David, Elijah, Habakkuk, Jonah, Paul, Peter, people of faith had significant times of life marked by trials, suffering, hardship, doubt, depression, questioning, hopelessness, struggle….and the Bible doesn’t have an aversion to it.  It’s not ashamed to speak of it.  To own it.  

Even the Lord Jesus, is said to have been a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief.  Lament and questioning moments were part of his journey.  The tune of Golgatha can only make sense in the minor key.  The anthem that begat our redemption, begins in anguish, sorrow, seeming defeat and unresolved despair.   

What we conquering Americans of the 21st century seem to forget is that the old spiritual writers embraced these “dark times” much more readily than we do today.  St. Ignatius speaks of two different seasons in our lives of the spiritual journey….times of consolation and seasons of desolation.  During times of consolation, God’s grace is as real as the hand in front of my face.  These times are marked by joyous celebration of God’s goodness and feelings of euphoria over God’s love.  Yet, Ignatius too speaks of times of desolation. These times are marked by spiritual unrest as we are barraged by many questions and temptations and a lack of confidence in God. It’s those seasons where we find ourselves complacent, feeling melancholy, tepid, sad and seemingly separated from the goodness and grace of God.    

Ignatius is helpful, first, by simply naming that this is a “reality” for us all….and it’s not as simple as saying this season is caused by sin or laziness.  It’s often deeper than simply praying more, or picking up our Bible’s more often. It’s more complex than that.  In many ways these seasons where our souls sing dirges in darkness are out of our control. . . and, yet, utterly necessary to embrace and to own and part of the journey.  

The great temptation when our life’s song is singing in minor key is to pretend it’s not real.  We think, “I’m a pastor, a minister of the gospel, and I have no time for this”…...However, our pastoral integrity demands us to lean into with honesty where we are with God.   As shepherds of God’s flock, our own soul and the role we are in must be integrated.

However, to be in minor key, but to avert or deny it, forces us to put on masks and to deny the reality of our own life’s song.  When we are in minor key, but pretend to be in major, there lies a gap between our soul and our role.   Who we are and what we do are no longer integrated, and our pastoral integrity diminished.  

Instead of averting and denying and wearing masks, we must learn to embrace and accept the season of minor key that we find ourselves in.  

First, confess to others where we are at.  Let others know that you are in a particularly challenging/sad/dark part of the spiritual journey.  Don’t demonize minor key, yet ask others to pray that we get through this dark time unscathed.   Secondly, Stay committed to your disciplines.  Often in minor key, our disciplines can feel dry and ineffective.  All, the more reason to stay the course.  Lastly, God most likely wants to do a new work in our lives when we are in minor key.  It doesn’t mean that all is unraveling, but just means that God wants to pull us out of our comfort zone temporarily to teach us new lessons and to ultimately draw us closer to Himself.  It’s the minor key in a great song that makes the major key so much more brilliant and euphoric.  We cannot bypass the rhythms of our life. Don’t give in to the temptation to deny or avert minor key.  Own it.  Learn from it.  Lean into it.

2. A Great Truth

• The great truth is that apart from the minor key, we cannot be sanctified.  

The great truth of the matter is that frustrating and challenging place of minor key is  often the place where we really begin to know  God and ourselves in a more real sort of way.  Do I love God when things are just honky-dory?  Was my past relationship with God based on good vibes and his blessings, or do I love God simply because He’s God? Only the minor key can reveal the heart’s motives.  

Am I the person I thought I was?  I think of myself as a committed disciple, but now it’s hard and I’m losing patience with God, with myself?  Who am I?  Am I really who I think I am?  

Something about living out of the minor key in our lives where we allow God to do the necessary surgery on our souls to help truly understand who God is, and who we are.

The minor key sanctifies our motives and teaches us full surrender. In the Screwtape Letters, Sr. devil Screwtape writes to Jr. devil Wormwood,  “Be not deceived, Wormwood, our cause is never more in jeopardy than when a human, no longer desiring but still intending to do our Enemy's will, looks round upon a universe in which every trace of Him seems to have vanished, and asks why he has been forsaken, and still obeys.” You see, we only learn to love and obey God for God’s sake when we are in minor key.  The thrust of minor key will break down our shallow ideas of who God is and who we are, and build within our life’s song a new kind of depth, richness and texture that can only emerge from the furnace of suffering.  But, out of that painful chamber of heat, the dross of our lives will parish and a new purified vision of God will emerge.  We will find within us a deeper, richer, more  abiding song to  God than we ever believed possible.  

3. A Great Paradox

• The great paradox is that God’s major ministry through our lives, will emerge from our minor key.

God’s delight is that his power and glory be made manifest in our lives...and  Paul said it this his power and glory are completed through weakness.  

In recent years I have struggled with insomnia.  This battle has brought me to my knees in so many ways.  For me weeks and months of restless groaning over the plight of the world has been God’s training ground for me.  My struggles have taught me to suffer silently and see God’s graciousness in my own impotence and weaknesses.  The minor key we are going through in our lives puts us in tune with the painful song this world has been singing since the fall.  And, when we join in minor key, we learn empathy that we could never grasp if our lives were only lived in major.  It’s the authority of suffering itself that allows us to enter into the suffering of others.

Listen. . .it’s been my experience that most people in congregations sitting on the edge of their seats on Sunday mornings desperate for God are people who are wading in the slough of minor key.  Minor key leaves us desperate for resolve, for hope, for Jesus.  Without minor key, in many ways, we would have no deep need for God, nor would we appreciate the euphoria of major key.  

  

Too often, we believe  the major work of our ministry will come out of our strengths, but chances are that our most effective ministry  will come out of your own suffering.   Jesus greatest ministry to us came not by way of his power, but by means of his own powerlessness.  We have a high priest who can, did and does sympathize with our weakness.  And, God wants us to be priests who follow suit.

So, what’s the weak link in your life?  The place of anguish?  The dark night of your own soul?   The great paradox is that the place you have wrestled with, lamented over and suffered in, is probably the area where God’s grace, power and glory will be most evident in your ministry.

   

Paul writes, “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.

In closing, I want to leave  you with a prayer from a man who went through the desolation of the journey.  His name is Thomas Merton.  His prayer has been helpful reminder that many past men and women of God have lived life in minor key.   As we read, see if you are there...in this place.

A Prayer When Our Life is in “Minor Key”

My Lord God,

I have no idea where I am going.

I do not see the road ahead of me.

I cannot know for certain where it will end.

Nor do I really know myself,

and the fact that I think I am following your will

does not mean that I am actually doing so.

But I believe that the desire to please you

does in fact please you.

And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.

I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.

And I know that if I do this

you will lead me by the right road,

though I may know nothing about it.

Therefore,

I will trust you always

though I may seem to be lost

and in the shadow of death.

I will not fear,

for you are ever with me,

and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.

Amen.

(Thomas Merton from Thoughts In Solitude)

Pre-modern vs. Modern Man

“For the wise men of old, the cardinal problem of human life was how to conform the soul to objective reality, and the solution was wisdom, self-discipline, and virtue. For the modern, the cardinal problem is how to conform reality to the wishes of man, and the solution is a technique.”

First Love

"If you love your mission more than you love Jesus, then Jesus will have no part of your mission."
           
                                                                                                              -Pastor Matt Carter

The Spirit of a Disciple-Maker

Love this little poem that describes how God uses people as the conduit to draw and grow people into disciples of Christ.

“Not only in the words you speak,
to you so dear, to me so dim.
But when you came to me you brought a sense of Him 

And from your eyes he beckons me
And from your lips his voice is spread
Till I lose sight of you and see the Christ instead”

Is it a beatific smile, a holy light upon your brow? 
No, I saw his presence when you laughed just now.”

Discipleship begins with a passion for Christ that so fills us that it radiates out to those we come in contact with.  And, it's radiance is infectious.   It spreads to others. 

Here's a great article on raising up disciples.  Enjoy...

The Winter Worship Blues

The doldrums of winter can be tough.  We become restless and negative. Inevitably the winter blues can sadly impact our worship together as a church body.  We get complacent.

Instead of entering into Sunday morning worship with "thanksgiving in our hearts" and saying "this is the day that the LORD has made", we can easily enter the assembly with hearts as frigid as the temps outside.  And, a pattern can emerge:  we enter cold and empty, and demand to leave warm and full.

The problem with this paradigm is it makes worship primarily about us.  What we need....what we get.  Yet it was never about us. Worship is about God.....about reminding ourselves and those around us of His great name.  

As people of resurrection, worship is ultimately about lifting up Father, Son and Holy Spirit.  It's about giving God all He's worth.    

Ironically, the person who worships to get "filled up" will never be filled.  Rather, it is the one who empties himself of all he has that walks away filled.  This is the way of the gospel.   

 A friend of mine recently shared with me that he used to come to church empty and demand of God and others that he walk away filled.  However, one day he decided to take five minutes in his car on the way to church to pray that God would fill His heart with the grace of Jesus Christ...that he would be filled with gratitude for all that God had done for Him. He prayed  that he might be able to focus on the Lord and empty himself in worship to God during the Sunday morning service.  Needless to say, this weekly prayer has radically changed his prayer life.  He no longer leaves the services griping and empty.  

The doldrums of winter can be tough.  And, it can impact how we encounter God.  And, we can shift blame of our inner emptiness on the church music or the preacher, or even the members of the Body.  But, the real blame lies within our own souls.  

Worship simply stated is "giving God what He is worth".  When we consider all that God has done for us through Jesus Christ, how could we ever come to church empty without something to offer the one who emptied himself for us?  How could we not desire, even hunger, to give God all that He is worth?

I challenge you to be in prayer in your car this Sunday that God would give you a heart to really want to worship Him.  And, that we walk away full on Sunday morning, not because we came empty, but rather because we emptied our selves out in praise, prayer and adoration of our great God.  

May God transform how we worship,

Pastor Heath   

Make Disciples--It's just that Simple

Love Francis Chan. . .He cuts to the chase.  May we be people who don't blur what God has made clear and overlook the obvious.   God has called us to make disciples.  The command is simple and clear, yet too often ignored.  Do I. . .do you. . .do we take that command seriously?

Sabbath, Solitude and False-fronts

     I just returned from sabbatical which was a time for me to purposefully think about what God is doing in my life, what the interior of my life consists of and why I do the things I do.

      If you remember the old westerns or have every been to one of those western "boom towns" you are familiar with those stores and shops that have "false front" architecture. From the front these places are built to look impressive, even extravagant. From Main Street, these buildings seem perfectly composed. However, upon from the side, rear or inside the building reveals that the architecture is not what it appears from the front. Closer inspection reveals that there is no interlocking relationship between the beautiful "false front" and the rest of the actual building. The inner composition of the building lacks integrity, and can often reflect downright shabby craftsmanship. 

      For me, the practice of sabbath and solitude is all about getting beyond the false front of our lives. Away from a life lived off of curb appeal and compliments of the crowd. Solitude and Sabbath with the Lord's help leads me away from the temptation to define my life by what others think about me, or by the way I project myself to others. In spending time alone with God, the false-front facade loses its luster, and I come to grips with the real "me". Behind close doors in prayer with the Father, I quit looking at myself through the shallow view of Main Street, and I begin to get in and around and underneath my life, discovering my true composition. 

      Looking at ourselves with "no false-fronts attached", can be humbling and without the grace of God, downright depressing. I discovered during my sabbatical that there are aspects of my life that are not composed as well as I would like to imagine. Once I got beyond the curb appeal that I project to the world around me, I began to see myself in a more truthful, sobering way. And, the truth is that I didn't always like what I saw, or who I saw behind the facade. Can you relate? 

      It was in discovering the lack of composition within my own life that I was able to reclaim the truths of the gospel. Because when the false-front is ripped away, and we see who we really are, we are either driven to despair, or are forced to reach out and grasp more tightly to the grace of God in Jesus. I can recall echoing the words of Paul in I Timothy 1:15: "Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners--of whom I am the worst". 

      Far from devastating me, the real truth about who I am beyond the facade had power and gave me reason to lean deeper into my own need for a savior. I am thankful that Jesus sees deeper than my curb appeal, yet loves me still. He sees the ugliness and the disorganized mess within me, yet offers his perfectly composed life for my own decomposed life. Despite the messiness of my meager house, he desires to make his home  there! This truth leads me to love him and empowers me to worship and glory Him. 

      Pastor Loretta spoke this past week on taking time to look at ourselves and ask why do we do the things we do. Hopefully, this has been a question you've been taking inventory on this week. As you get alone with God, may the false-fronts you have consciously or sub-consciously erected come down, giving you insight into who you really are. And, in that messy place, may you cling to the grace of God in Jesus Christ who "came into the world, to save sinners--of whom I am the worst."

He who has Ears

We are a people so desperately craving to be heard, that we have forgotten amidst our babbling, that few actually are listening. . .really listening to one another. Os Guiness says: "...The rarest commodity in the West is attention… because in the West everybody’s speaking, e.mailing, texting, tweeting, blogging, you name it. Everybody’s speaking. Nobody’s listening. And we think with better technologies we’ll get over to them. It’s not a technological problem, it’s a spiritual, moral problem. And if ever we needed the power of the Holy Spirit to say things simple and fresh that break through this barrier it’s today".

I Believe

My friend, Seth Fisher, recently passed this creed onto me.

He found it in the Celtic Daily Prayer and I found it encouraging.

“I still believe in the power of the priesthood, where

sinful men are helped by sinful men. I believe in an

authority that stoops to wash a poor man’s feet. I

Believe in a banquet where sinners learn to love,

eating in company with their God. I believe in parents

who teach their children the beauty that is life.

I believe in the words that God has left for man, words

that can fashion hope from darkness and turn bitter

loneliness into love. And I believe in the beauty

of his mind, the force of his emotions, the fire and loyalty of his

love. I know his weakness, his cowardice, his treachery, his hate. But

I believe in him and his thirst for acceptance and love.

Most of all I believe in God and the power of His victory in Christ. I believe

In a Resurrection that rescued man from death. I believe in an Easter that opened man

To hope. I believe in a peace that I know in fleeting moments and seek with boldness born

Of God. I believe in a life that lingers after this, and a life that God has fashioned for His friends.

I believe in understanding, in forgivenss, in mercy, in faith. I believe in man’s love for woman,

and hers for him, and in the fervor of this exchange I hear the voice of God. I believe in friendship and its power to turn selfishness to love. I believe in eternity and the hope that it affords.

Fr. James Kavanagh

A Reason for God. . .Interview with Tim Keller

This video is lengthy, but great.

As our culture is becoming more and more bombarded with myriads of belief systems, there are good reasons to develop a reasonable apologetic for the Christian faith. That is, you better know why you believe what you believe. It is our responsibility to do so. We are called to be able to "give an account" for why we believe what we believe.

Of course, there are good, good reasons for the existence of God. However, you're not going to win over a skeptic of the faith by proving the existence of God by way of the Bible. . .skeptics today don't believe the Bible. We cannot use the Bible to prove the Bible, as it were.

So, we need to start at even a more foundational place with people in order to help them come to understand practically that there is a God. The older Christian apologetic books like Evidence that Demands a Verdict often assume that the reader has at least some respect for the authority of the Bible. Today that is not as true as it was thirty years ago. The arguments (I mean that word in the best sense) that we have for our faith need to be sourced in the reasonability/plausibility of the existence of a God. In fact, there is good reason to see that being an atheist actually requires more faith than being a Christian.

What Keller is brilliant at is entering the predominate belief systems of the day and showing that those systems are often self-contradictory and collapse on themselves. . .they require great faith to believe in.

Here is a great conversation with a tough interrogator who is asking some deep questions about the Christian faith. Not only does Keller answer thoughtfully and thoroughly, but with civility and kindness.

Enjoy.

The God of Mission

"It is not the church of God that has a mission. It's the God of mission that has a church."

-Rowan Williams, archbishop of Canterbury

Living Incarnationally

The following excerpt came from one of my teacher's (Dr. Charles Arn) books entitled "Heartbeat".

KESWICK, UNITED KINGDOM (ANS) — Walking slowly to the podium, assisted by a cane and his research assistant, the theologian was met by a standing ovation from the overflow crowd on the warm summer evening of July 17th. Several years earlier TIME magazine had named him “One of the 100 most influential people on the planet.” What would he say in his final address to those listening in that room and around the world?

John Stott began by recalling how perplexed he had been as a younger Christian, about the answer to the question, “What is God’s purpose for His people?” In his message that night Stott described the resolution to his lifelong search:

“ I want to share with you where my mind has come to rest as I approach the end of my pilgrimage on earth. Here it is: God wants His people to become like Christ. Christ-likeness is the will of God for the people of God.”

Stott spent the rest of the evening addressing this matter of incarnational evangelism; a process, he noted, “that can turn the world upside down.” Stott’s simple definition of incarnational evangelism was: “Entering into other people’s worlds with Christ-likeness.”

Incarnational evangelism, said Stott, is the road the church must walk in the 21st century. Our evangelistic efforts often lead to failure, he observed, simply because we don’t act like the Christ we proclaim. Quoting John Poulton, Stott noted that, “The most effective preaching comes from those who embody their message. What communicates now are not words or ideas, but rather personal authenticity; that is, Christ-likeness.”

From small groups to missional communities

Is the purpose of small group communities merely community? Here is a discussion that asks some essential questions about why small groups exist and if they go far enough in accomplishing the tasks that we are called to accomplish as Christ's body. The conversation talks about transitioning from small groups to missional communities. Granted, we have several small groups in our church that, functionally speaking, are missional in nature.

Notice "missional" doesn't necessarily mean "doing lots of stuff". It means that a community has a sense that they are being called to enter into God's mission for the world. They are asking, "what is God up to in the lives of those in our neighborhood, and how can we join Him"?

Check it out and you'll get the gist of what's being said.

Nurturing Societies

We often speak of small groups as a late 20th century invention or programmatic method to get people "plugged in". Nothing could be further from the truth. Small Groups as they exist today should meet in the same vein as Christ did with his disciples. To corporately invest in the life of the Master and be sent out to do the Master's business together.

In the mid-1700's John Wesley influenced thousands of people into Christian discipleship through small societies we might refer to as small groups. Wesley was noted for saying, "Preaching like an apostle, without joining together those that are awakened and training them in the way of God, is only begetting children for the murderer."

Humility

"Humility is not thinking less of myself. It's thinking of myself less."

-Tim Keller

The Paradox of Choice

I was listening to a Tedtalk recently called the "paradox of choice". The paradox of choice goes like this.....the more options we have, the less content we actually are.

The theory can be tested through the lens of buying a pair of jeans. Back in the day, when there was only one kind of blue jean to buy in the store, I got them wore them and for the most part was content with them, because the only other alternative was, well nothing, or an uncomfortable pair of corduroys. So, compared to not having jeans at all, having a pair was great.

Fast forward 30 years.

Now I can choose literally 100s of different brands, colors, shapes and sizes of jeans all within my reach....and, while the jeans I wear today actually look and fit better than the pair I used to have when back in the day, I'm paradoxically, less content. "Why", you ask? Good question.

I'm less happy because, in a world of choice, I'm perpetually wondering what I missed out on. I'm continually ruminating over whether there might be another pair that might fit a tad bit better. And, the thought of there being something better just out of grasp haunts me, and breeds a spirit of dissatisfaction with that which I do have.

That's the paradox of choice. Logically, we assume, more choice should bring more freedom. But, in reality more options bring more consternation, frustration, dissatisfaction and self-obsession.

I see this as one of the great problems of consumeristic society. Options breed dissatisfaction. And, so it goes within the church. The answer to church dissatisfaction is not creating more options. More options don't make us happier. . .look at our culture for goodness sake!

What is necessary within the Church is that she develop a theology of less. Speaking of paradoxes, one of Jesus' great paradoxes in the gospels is that less is more. And, so we must attempt to think less like our culture and more like Jesus.

I remember those provocative words from Christ as he gently chides Martha. "Martha, Martha, you run after many things, but only one thing is necessary". Maybe, this economic crisis we are in will force us away from our smorgasbord diets, and we'll find that only one thing is necessary.

And, in finding that one necessary thing, we'll find personal contentment in those things that we do have.

Where was God on 9/11?

As the ten year anniversary of 9/11 draws near, my thoughts go to my Uncle Bernie and Aunt Barbara and the rest of the Heeran clan. Growing up our family would travel up from Delaware to visit our New York relatives, and I have great memories of my cousin Charlie, who always lit up a room with his mischievous smile and Irish eyes.

Charlie's life was stolen from him on September 11.

As humans, it's hard to reconcile where God fits into our losses and pain. We don't see what God sees or know what God knows, and when evil strikes us personally, we are left with lots of unanswered questions. One of the biggies is "where were you God"?

Below is a Frontline Documentary called "Faith and Doubt: God and 9/11." Uncle Bernie and my cousin Sean are both featured, and discuss how the loss of Charlie has impacted their faith.

What I think is profound about Uncle Bernie's statements in the video is that while he doesn't claim to have all the answers, he doesn't blame God or hold God in contempt like others do in this documentary. In his own way, he basically says, God was is in the trenches that day fighting evil right alongside everyone else at ground zero.

As I reflect on Uncle Bernie's statement I think it's a pretty Biblical response.

I heard a story once that goes like this. . .A man loses his son tragically and is in terrible grief. In time, his pain turns into anger. And, in a moment of desperation he cries out to God from the bottom of his tormented soul. . . "God, where were you when my son was dying?? Then, after a long silence, a voice replies back. "The same place I was when my Son was dying."


Uncle Bernie is right. God is fighting evil right along side of us. He's not immune to suffering, death and misery. His own son, according to the Scriptures, was a casualty of the war against evil. Ground zero for Jesus Christ was Calvary.

He too suffered in the hands of terrorists. We have a God who is able to sympathize with our pain, because he has entered it on our behalf, and has been through hell too. God knows what it is like to lose a Son. And, I know that he stands alongside every grieving mother and father who lost a son 10 years ago.

But, Christ did not just passively die in the hands of evil. Through his resurrection, sacrificial love conquered evil once and for all. 9/11 reminds us that evil is real and on some days seems to win the battle. But, the resurrection shouts to us that the war has already been won. The grave is not the end. Evil cannot withstand the relentless, courageous, self-sacrificial love of our God. Evil is shattered and rendered impotent by the cross of Christ.

The God who is in the trenches fighting evil and suffering in the hands of evil, is the same God who rose victoriously and one day is returning to this world to once and for all snuff out any resemblance of evil.

Charlie, we love you and know that today you are with Christ.

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Who is this King of Glory?

Psalm 24

Of David. A psalm.

The earth is the LORD’s, and everything in it,
the world, and all who live in it;
for he founded it on the seas
and established it on the waters.

Who may ascend the mountain of the LORD?
Who may stand in his holy place?
The one who has clean hands and a pure heart,
who does not trust in an idol
or swear by a false god.

They will receive blessing from the LORD
and vindication from God their Savior.
Such is the generation of those who seek him,
who seek your face, God of Jacob.

Lift up your heads, you gates;
be lifted up, you ancient doors,
that the King of glory may come in.
Who is this King of glory?
The LORD strong and mighty,
the LORD mighty in battle.
Lift up your heads, you gates;
lift them up, you ancient doors,
that the King of glory may come in.
Who is he, this King of glory?
The LORD Almighty—
he is the King of glory.

The closing of this Psalm pictures a royal procession. It pictures the King of the Universe marching into that which is his own. The Holy One triumphantly entering, through the Gates of His walled city, Jerusalem. It's a breathtaking picture. The King of Glory entering in dignity, armed in strength and victorious over His enemy.

Of course, the gospels too speak of a royal procession into the city of the King. Except the New Testament adds to the psalmist's ancient prophecy an unexpected twist.

The gospels record that in Jesus Christ, the King did indeed enter through the gates of Jerusalem. And, upon His arrival, he was rejected by his loyal subjects and immediately led outside the ancient walls of the city He had built.

We are told that this King of Glory was crowned not with gold, but with thorns that tore into his flesh. This King was not only robbed of his glory, but of every strip of clothing as well. Naked, the king was elevated above the crowd, ironically heads were lifted up. But, not to honor him, but dishonor, smirk and jeer at him.

The Psalmist cries "who can ascend to the holy hill of God? He who has clean hands and a pure heart". Well, there were no clean hands or pure hearts that day. Only two pierced hands and one broken heart. Broken by love for a people who esteemed him not.

The King of Glory was led outside the city gates, precisely so we could be brought in. He climbed the Hill of scorn and rejection, so that we could could ascend to the hill called Holiness.

You see the New Testament twist to the psalmist story is precisely this: No one can ascend the holy hill. There is none righteous, no not one. And, in a move of divine paradox, in Jesus, the King of Glory Himself ascends a hill. But, not the hill called Zion, but the one called Calvary.

Who ascended to the hill of the LORD? None but Jesus Christ. But, graciously his courageous ascent, guarantees, by faith, ours as well.

What an amazing love.

Who is this King of Glory?

The LORD Jesus Christ--

He is the King of Glory!