Dad’s Coming

When I was a child I used to enjoy playing with my toys and would soon consume our living room with toy cars, building blocks, and other toys as I fashioned my own world of imagination. However, dominating that room from its place above the fireplace was a large golden sunburst clock. As the time drew near for dinner. Even as I played, I would remain conscious of that clock and start gathering my toys to ensure that they were put away by the time my dad arrived home at precisely 4:15 every afternoon. I knew I would play again, but my attention needed to shift to other obligations. 

This has been on my mind since my doctor recently told me that I had stage 3 cancer. Although my earthly father is no longer around, it reminded me that my heavenly Father may come at any time. Our mortality is never in any question, though it often requires a surprise or shock to jar us out of our stuporous walk through this world. That diagnosis reminded me, once again, of that golden clock on that long-ago wall. It’s time for me to put away my toys and attend to other things. This doesn’t mean that I shan’t play again, but it means that I must for the moment straighten my things and focus on other issues. I am reminded of the passage in the Apostle Paul’s first letter to the church at Corinth when he compared the changes that come with physical maturity to those that come with spiritual growth. “When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man I put away childish things.”1 The overarching thought in the chapter is that only love endures and the purity of that love enhances its endurance. All of those things and preoccupations that separate me from perfecting my love is of no consequence. Time to clean up and get ready for Dad to get home.

1 I Corinthians 13:11

God’s Multivitamin

For the longest time, a verse from Paul’s first letter to the church at Thessaloniki has kept coming to mind. It is the verse that reads “For this cause also thank we God without ceasing, because, when ye received the word of God which ye heard of us, ye received it not as the word of men, but as it is in truth, the word of God, which effectually worketh also in you that believe.”1 It finally occurred to me that the Holy Spirit was trying to impress upon me that this verse holds the key to having an abiding faith in God. It is easy to believe that the Bible was written by men of faith, harder though to accept that it was written by God through men of faith. Perhaps this is why so many who attempt a scientific study of how the Bible came to be, often end up losing their faith in their pursuit of knowledge and, in the end, are left with neither faith nor knowledge. I recently confessed to having the deepest and most abiding faith in Jesus and the prophets of the Old Testament. Jonah, Job, Noah… these were problematic for me. More problematic was that Jesus cited them in His teaching.

I realize that I have been like a shopper in a health food store. In quest of a better quality of life, I wander the aisles looking for this supplement, that compound, that will make my body perform more effectively. With choices guided by the most recent article I’ve seen, or the recommendations of friends, I selectively pick and choose from the shelves and walk away with a full basket and empty wallet. So I have been with the Bible, strolling among the books and picking out that which I’ll accept as truth and leaving behind that which I doubt. Although this has not threatened my salvation (I accept and claim Jesus’ atoning sacrifice for my sins and have eternal life through God’s gift of His Son), it has hindered my witness. Do I recommend the Bible as the Mostly Good Book? How do I answer the questions of unbelievers? Do I say “Well, I don’t believe that either”. In my pride, do I disavow books or teachings because I don’t want to seem ignorant? Because I know that doing any of those things would be wrong, it inhibits me from sharing, except with fellow believers. If you suggest to non-believers that the Bible is to be taken with a grain of salt, they will never be able to accept it as the word of God, rather than the work of men.  “For the word of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.”2

I came to a conclusion about the health food store. I no longer read about what’s new and wonderful but rather now limit myself to a multivitamin that has more ingredients than I know or understand, but I trust the brand. I’ve reached the same conclusion regarding the Bible. Like a multivitamin I open wide and swallow it whole. Although I will continue to study the Bible, it is with the sure and certain knowledge that I will never on this plane of existence have a complete understanding. Is it all true? I trust the brand. When an unbeliever raises questions I feel confident in citing the Apostle Paul in his letter to Timothy that all scripture is inspired and is useful for instruction 3. “For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.”4  My incomplete knowledge now will be replaced by a complete understanding then. I look forward to that revelation.

1 1 Thessalonians 2:13

2 1 Corinthians 1:18 (NAS)

3 2 Timothy 3:16 All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness:

4 1 Corinthians 13:12

Forgiveness and Absolution

We have all heard the biblical accounts of Judas and his betrayal of Jesus. Some have argued that Judas was fulfilling God’s will, since Jesus had to be sacrificed to atone for our sins. No Judas, no salvation. Although that argument has validity, the same argument could be made for Pharaoh in the time of Moses. No hard heart, no dramatic exodus. Even if we accept the actions of both as necessary for God’s purpose, it does not redeem either from their choices.


I consider this in my own life, insofar as those who have played a role and who have in my perception done me wrong. I may chide myself for having been simple, or having been naïve, or even prideful in not believing that anyone could so knowingly harm me; but in the end I am grateful. Much as Paul noted the harm done to him by Alexander the Coppersmith1, so am I furthered on my path of discovery and revelation by those who did work me ill.


My first instinct has been to forgive them. The Lord commands such. However, I have come to realize that forgiveness should be a measure and an action within the inner chambers of my own heart; not an action that should ignore the trespass and injury I have suffered. For the latter, there must be some measure of repentance. Though I might argue justification for striking someone based on their actions, I am by no means justified unless it is in keeping with God’s direction. In certain circumstances, especially in the Old Testament, we might be commanded and justified to hack someone to death before the Lord2, today we are commended to learn from the experience. President Kennedy was famously quoted as saying “Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.” The moral of this precept is that your heart should change, but don’t assume any change in the heart of those who have wronged you.


What, though, if the person who has wronged you repents? Let God judge their heart, and if the Holy Spirit so leads you, then accept their repentance. However, don’t let your desire for their repentance blind you to what may be merely their own self-interest. Similarly, the leading of the Holy Spirit should not be mistaken for the desire of your own heart. I have been tempted to imagine myself deserving of betrayal as a means to justify the actions of the person who betrayed me, and thereby to absolve them of any need for repentance. Yet Jesus never gave Judas a pass by saying “I had it coming”, or “he only did what had to be done”. I have learned to be grateful for the outcome, but I must restrain myself from blessing the person(s) that brought me here.


Review the story in Exodus, and see if Moses ever expressed any gratitude to Pharaoh for his role in the saga.


1 2nd Timothy 4:4 Alexander the coppersmith did me much evil: the Lord reward him according to his works:
2 1st Samuel 15:33 And Samuel said, As thy sword hath made women childless, so shall thy mother be childless among women. And Samuel hewed Agag in pieces before the LORD in Gilgal.

Pride and Prejudice

This is outside my typical area of commentary, and I confess to being less inspired by Holy Spirit than by the seeming irrationality of the situation. A judge once told me that I had a gift for the obvious, so bear with me if I pause to exercise that gift.
The world is unraveling and we are watching long-held beliefs be challenged and, often, disavowed. We are told again that there is systemic racism. Somehow, though, this alleged systemic racism exists without regard to the racial composition of the leadership of the organization or system, and further that this racism targets and disadvantages only one race, blacks. We are given the tragic deaths of George Floyd and Rayshard Brooks as exemplars of this systemic racism. I do not know the black experience, because I am not black. There are those who would disqualify any observation I might make or opinion I might hold outright based on that admission. However, the converse is also true insofar as those who are not white do not know the white experience. I am aware enough, however, to understand that the experience and treatment of any group, whether ethnic, racial, gender, etc. is predicated on the geographic and cultural milieu in which that group exists. What defines us as part of that or any other group? The preconceptions, or stereotypes if you will, that others use as a mental shorthand when first encountering us. I had an experience, not that long ago, of going into an auto parts store. I had been working on a car that morning and found myself in sudden and urgent need of a particular component. To set the scene, I am a white male in my early sixties. I was attired in well-worn jeans and a t-shirt that both bore the grime and stains of my morning’s activities. Typically, I present myself showered, shaved and neatly dressed, but not on this occasion.
The customer service I received at this store on this day was, I thought, atrocious. Particularly when viewed in contrast with another gentleman being assisted. Though similar to me in the basics, he was neatly dressed, well-groomed, and had arrived at the store in a fully-restored classic car which he had parked in a clearly visible location in the parking lot. I left that store offended, believing that I had been treated shabbily and disrespectfully. Of course, although I didn’t realize it in the moment, my treatment was based on having been mis-stereotyped. Rather than having been treated as the stereotypical white person, I had been stripped of the benefits of that white privilege (more accurately stated as white stereotype) and been instead treated according to a more negative stereotype. In the community where I live there is an enduring drug abuse epidemic resulting in a stereotype of dirty, unkempt, people who are motivated by addiction and are willing to violate laws in pursuit of satisfying that addiction. I suspect that I was initially categorized into this group.
How do you address this stereotyping? In that instance, it would have been simple for me to shower, shave, and change clothes before going out, and thus avoid mischaracterization. However, what if my appearance that day had been my norm, and what if I lacked the ability to change my appearance? There then would be only two options – change the stereotype or convince those who held it to stop applying it. The first option, to change the stereotype, would involve convincing the drug-abusing community to start modeling different behaviors so that people would think better of them upon initial encounter. Sadly, that is not a possibility since the drug-abusing community does not think of themselves as a community and, if they possessed the discipline to model different behaviors, would likely no longer be drug abusers. The second option, to convince those who held the stereotype to disregard it, is similarly doomed. As a clerk in a store, one’s focus must be on loss prevention and ensuring a pleasant shopping experience. If your experience and training suggest that drug addicts tend to steal to support their habits and frequently due to the influence of mind-altering substances may appear intimidating to other customers, then you will be more alert to those who appear to be possible drug abusers and may view them with a more suspicious eye. As a clerk, you don’t have the time on the job to interact and form an accurate assessment of each customer, so you use a mental shorthand predicated on your experience. Looks like a duck, quacks like a duck – forgive me for supposing that you may indeed be a duck; and don’t be shocked to be treated like a duck, despite your loud quacks in protest. Insisting that the clerk not act based on stereotypes means the business would sustain greater losses and less income. It would mean insisting that he/she act contrary to self-interest and the interests of their employer. Starbucks instructed all of its locations to allow the homeless to use their bathrooms and tables, regardless of whether a purchase was made. That awareness has caused me to avoid locations where there is a large homeless problem – I have no desire to spend time in a homeless encampment, even if they do serve irresistible frappuccinos. It’s only logical and predicated on survival and self-interest.
Now, imagine that the stereotype is based solely on the color of your skin. Suppose further that a negative stereotype has been established by others of the same skin color. You’re a successful, Christian businessman with a law degree, a six-figure income, and a home in the suburbs. However, you share the same skin color and gender as the majority of persons arrested and incarcerated in your community. You may find that any encounter with police starts with a jaundiced eye from the officer, because you do not fit into the norm of his or her encounters. This is regardless of the race of the police officer. Their programming, through experience, initially sees you as a potential arrest, a potential criminal, a potential threat. This speaks to how we react in situations. The old adage that when all you have is a hammer, every problem looks like a nail plays out here, and the police officer is a member of the local “hammer department”. It takes a moment to realize that there is no problem, there is no nail, and no hammer is needed; however, in that brief moment of that initial encounter, so very many things can go wrong. This is why black parents brief their children as they come of age as to how to react when encountering a police officer. I suspect that these briefings are more general than imagined though, as I recall my dad giving me a talk on the same subject.
I recall one time when my car wouldn’t start when I was ready to leave for work. I called the auto club and was told to expect a tow driver in about 15 minutes. About 15 minutes later, my roommate appeared at the front door and, for a brief moment, it didn’t register to me that he was my roommate. Instead I momentarily concluded that he was the tow driver! Due to stress and having programmed my expectations, it took a moment to register that it was indeed my roommate. Note though that I would have been completely unaware of my subconscious self-programming had the tow driver appeared at the door instead of my roommate. Similarly, life experience tends to cause us to subconsciously self-program and react accordingly. This is true of all people regardless of race. Remember that President Obama once characterized his grandmother as “a typical white person” for having once expressed to him her fear of black men who passed by her on the street. Just as she possessed a stereotype regarding black men, President Obama revealed himself in that moment as possessing a stereotype regarding white people. Which one is less wrong? Which one is more right? Neither. The innate programming of each individual’s experience formed both stereotypes and illustrates how little difference there is between us.
Is education the answer? Is greater screening of police recruits the answer? Sadly, no. Those would be easy fixes, but the problem is hard-wired into each of us. Police departments are purposed to enforce the law. Without police departments, there would be no law enforcement. Most of us support the police because we lack the individual strength and resolve to stand up for ourselves. Are there problems? Of course. No one should be murdered like George Floyd. But his death was at the hands of one rogue cop who had no business being behind a badge. Was it racially motivated? Only God knows his heart. It doesn’t help the case of those who protest on behalf of social justice and against social order that their martyrs to the cause, Michael Brown, Eric Garner, George Floyd, Rayshard Brooks, were each individuals who were engaged in criminal behavior and who were resisting arrest at the time of their deaths. If racial stereotypes did not exist, what would have been the outcome? All would still likely be dead, as the predicate for each encounter had been the commission of a crime. The only clearly racially influenced death of an innocent man recently has been Ahmaud Arbery, who was killed not by police, but rather by armed vigilantes. Note, too, that the image of the police officer as racist and wishing to harm innocent blacks is itself a stereotype – a stereotype being reinforced by a media emphasis on police encounters that may (often through inaccurate or incomplete reporting) fit the pattern.
What is appalling to many is the concept of racial profiling – acting on the basis of stereotypes, to justify initial encounters. Racial profiling is no longer acceptable. The problem is, though, that it was, in fact, effective. The Transportation Security Administration is forbidden to use racial profiling. This does not mean that if you appear to be a middle-eastern male in his early twenties travelling alone or with similar peers that you will not be selected for closer screening, it merely means that they will also have to closely screen one or two 90 year old grannies to offset your screening and to make it appear statistically random. Racial profiling has been embedded in supposed random sampling and the sample has been adjusted accordingly to perpetuate the illusion. Stereotypes are changed through experience, not through edict.
The harms or benefits of stereotypes are predicated on your geographic or cultural location. In Cambodia, “intellectuals” were once stereotyped as those who wore eyeglasses. When the ruling Khmer Rouge decided to exterminate the intellectual class, they had only to look for the “four-eyed” among them. Whereas the white stereotype may be a net positive in the U.S. for those in that group, it lacks any benefit in many foreign lands such as the Middle East. Similarly, the Christian stereotype convinces non-believers that we are passive and non-confrontational, that very stereotype convinces them that they may safely and without consequence blaspheme our Lord, mock our faith, and deface our churches. In contrast the Muslim stereotype convinces non-believers that their faith is not to be trifled with or even commented upon.
So how do we overcome our hard-wiring? If you believe in evolution, you can conclude that anyone who lacked this hard-wiring was culled from the population eons ago. Being slow to draw conclusions and assess dangers is not a biologically successful trait. If you believe in God (here I am Lord!), then the answer lies in a closer relationship with Him and a willingness to turn the other cheek. We won’t be changed until we are all changed after His return. In the meantime, my prayer is that we can look at one another with a measure of grace. I don’t understand your burden, and you don’t understand mine. Gratefully, though, we are able to shelter under the wings of a loving God who understands both of us and has provided the Holy Spirit to guide us into a fuller understanding.

Covid 19 and Systemic Racism

The Covid 19 virus pandemic and the George Floyd murder have one thing in common. There is no immediate solution. With the virus, we are told to hide in our houses with our masks and sanitizers and hope for a modern-day Passover. Yes, there may be a vaccine someday… but maybe not.

With the George Floyd murder and the police brutality and racism it again reveals, our collective instinct is to protest. Seniors write letters to the editor (or blog 😊), while the young take to the streets.

What if we reversed the actions? What if in response to the Covid 19 virus pandemic we were to write letters to the editor and our young were to take to the streets? What if in response to police brutality and systemic relations we were to hide in our houses with our masks and sanitizers?  Ridiculous, of course, but achieving the same result – NOTHING. The virus will continue to kill the elderly and weak, while individual police officers in various municipalities and jurisdictions will continue to brutalize suspects – often with a racial component.

Scientists are currently telling us that Covid 19 is weakening – as it mutates subsequent strains may be less infectious, less deadly. Good for us now, but there will be other viruses, other pandemics. It is the nature of people to fall ill and die.

In conversations with our daughter it was suggested that racism is generational, and that with each generation we are getting better. But we are not. Racism may be taught by our elders, but it is also taught in real time by our reactions to life experience. It is the nature of people to hate others.  

The reason for both is the same. It is the original sin against God at the time of creation, carried down through the eons and borne by each of us. So what is the solution? A personal relationship with God through His Son, Jesus. That alone will provide us a path of redemption that will heal families and relationships. The comfort we can gain in realizing that God is in control and that all things will be made right in His time. That if we share the love that Jesus has shown us that we will not be the officer who takes a knee on the neck of a suspect, that we will not be intoxicated with drug or drink and fall into the clutches of the police.   What does a relationship with God give us? Strong families, a framework for living guided by a loving God, not by situational ethics; and a comfort that as we grow old or ill and die that we are living and dying on God’s promises. God is faithful. As God advances, the stereotypes that fuel racism will recede. It won’t be tomorrow, next year, or even next century. Absent a foundation in faith, no amount of social work or “police reform” will be effective. Marching will result only in sore feet and broken hearts.

Is there No God in Israel?

In 2 Kings 1:3 Elijah challenges the messengers of King Ahaziah to chastise the king for seeking to inquire of the Baal-Zebub, god of Ekron, whether the king would recover from his injuries. Elijah tells them to ask of the king if it is because there is no God in Israel that he seeks counsel from Baal-Zebub. Based on his failing to inquire of the one true God, God states that King Ahaziah will surely die.1

This passage has come to me again and again during our current pandemic, as I see Christian leaders enquiring not of God, but of political leaders as to whether or not they should honor God and worship Him as He has directed in the Bible. Even as we exalt a God who created the universe, breathed life into dust, healed the blind and lame, and brought the dead back to life; we place our Bibles on the shelf and hide in our homes until “science” tells us it is safe to resume what our political leaders perceive as our non-essential superstitions. The preaching of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing.2

Politicians indulge us as ignorant children while they worship at the altar of medicine. It’s easy to understand why we are treated thusly, as we so blithely dispense with the full armor of our faith in exchange for a paper mask.

Will God bless us if we follow His word and continue to gather in worship? A better question is will God bless us if we don’t? God is a Spirit, and we are to worship Him in spirit and in truth.3 I don’t know if God will protect the health of those who gather together, not because I doubt God’s faithfulness, but rather because I’ve come to understand that God is not a preserver of flesh. God will sustain those whose presence in this world is needed for his purpose, but even then He will sustain them only for that season. Absent from the body, present with the Lord is the promise to which we should cling.4 Many believers will succumb to the pandemic, but we are reminded that we are not to grieve, as do those without hope.5

Churches in the United States pay no taxes. This is not because the government favors them, but rather because at the time of our nation’s founding they were deemed to be on a similar footing as foreign embassies, under an authority distant from Washington or local capitals. How quickly we forget that! Would an ambassador of a foreign power take instruction from our government, or would they seek counsel from the leader of their own? Why do our Christian leaders seek counsel from our government, rather than seeking the counsel of the King of All Creation? In so doing, are they not seeking counsel from Baal-Zebub, just as King Ahaziah did? Is it because there is no God in Israel? This passage haunts me and leads me to fear for our Christian leaders; fear that they have yielded their rights and authorities and that the Christian church in America will surely die.

 1 2 Kings 1:2-4 2 And Ahaziah fell down through a lattice in his upper chamber that was in Samaria, and was sick: and he sent messengers, and said unto them, Go, enquire of Baalzebub the god of Ekron whether I shall recover of this disease.

3 But the angel of the Lord said to Elijah the Tishbite, Arise, go up to meet the messengers of the king of Samaria, and say unto them, Is it not because there is not a God in Israel, that ye go to enquire of Baalzebub the god of Ekron?

4 Now therefore thus saith the Lord, Thou shalt not come down from that bed on which thou art gone up, but shalt surely die. And Elijah departed.

2 1 Corinthians 1:18 For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God.

3 John 4:24 God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.

4 2 Corinthians 5:8 We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.

5 1 Thessalonians 4:13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.

Fatherhood

I have three children, all grown. In retrospect, I don’t know that I’ve been a very good or effective father. Living on the spectrum for me has meant that I’ve not always been attuned to social cues, verbal or non-verbal. Similarly, I don’t know that I have ever demonstrated the capacity for a knowing and deep emotional connection. Not that I don’t feel such a connection, but that I am challenged to communicate it and demonstrate it. Although not consciously, I looked to the models of fatherhood that I had in my life. My own father dwelt on the same spectrum on which I reside. His inability to visibly connect created a seeming distance between us, though there were moments when he reached out to comfort me and briefly displayed a depth of love that was otherwise invisible. Although it touched me in the moment, like water to a thirsty man the brief sip only heightened the unanswered craving.

When I look at myself in the mirror, I often see my dad looking back. My connection to my children was often only in brief moments that exacerbated the daily distance. When I look at our Father God, too, I see a similar distance. A distance born of sin and waywardness, but having been born in sin, we never had the experience of communing with Him in the garden before the fall. Under the old covenant, God was distant, demanding, and seemingly more given to punishment than blessing. Many in the Old Testament seemed to strive not for God’s love, but to avoid His judgment.

When Jesus came, though, He brought a witness of God’s love. A demonstration of humanity and a willingness to connect emotionally. Through his sacrifice Jesus became not only our pathway, but our intercessor. Going home to the Father God’s house can only be done through Jesus. He said “no man cometh unto the Father, but by me1”. In truth, I wouldn’t want to approach the Father without Him. Even so, I want to model the fatherhood demonstrated by Jesus. Jesus wept, and bled, and grieved, and loved. In the Old Testament, Father God’s love was understood in a rational sense. He must love us, because He hasn’t smote us. In the New Testament, He showed His love in the sacrifice of his Son, and His Son demonstrated His love directly in His interaction with other people.

I see in some ways that the Father God of the Old Testament often showed the traits of a spectrum father – distant, disengaged, better at demonstrating anger than love. Mercifully we have a fuller revelation of Father God in the New Testament – a Father I want to know better and to Whom I want to be closer.

1 John 14:6 Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

Three Times

There is an old adage that says the English laugh at a joke three times – first when they hear it, the second time when it is explained, and the third time when they understand it. I can’t speak to the accuracy of the adage wherein the British are concerned, but how often we see the same pattern with the spread of the gospel. In the Parable of the Sower in Matthew 13 we are taught that when we spread the gospel sometimes it will fail to be heard (… some seeds fell by the way side, and the fowls came and devoured them up1), sometimes it will not take root (some fell upon stony places, where they had not much earth: and forthwith they sprung up, because they had no deepness of earth: and when the sun was up, they were scorched; and because they had no root, they withered away2), sometimes the environment will squelch the gospel (… some fell among thorns; and the thorns sprung up, and choked them3), and finally sometimes it will be received, embraced, and taken to heart (… [some] fell into good ground, and brought forth fruit, some an hundredfold, some sixtyfold, some thirtyfold4). Too often we think of the soil as representing three disparate groups – one group that is inattentive or disinterested, one group that gives passing attention, one group that is unreceptive due to bitterness or anger; and finally the group that hungers for the message and takes it to heart. In reading this, though, I realized that I am all four. A daily devotional that is considered with the morning news playing in the background, an insight received from a pastor’s message when I am distracted by my plans for the afternoon, the grieving of te Holy Spirit when I allow myself to be consumed by frustration and loneliness; and finally the revelation of God’s word with the assistance of the Holy Spirit at a time and place I have set aside to commune with my Creator.  As many times as I have considered this parable, I never personalized it to myself. As a faithful steward I have to keep the soil of my heart fertile and open to God. And when I share the gospel, sowing the seed, I must not be hindered by my imaginings or assumptions of the quality of the soil, but must trust God to draw close those whom He knows are receptive.

It was not that long ago that I would see sidewalk preachers shouting the gospel on street corners as business people passed by oblivious and believe that they were not just ineffectual, but  perhaps hardening the hearts of unbelievers by their delivery.  However, I understand now that they were sowing seed, and that the person who might be disinterested today might be hungry tomorrow. 

Even as we sow the Word, let’s be careful to tend the soil of our own hearts. Too, let’s not forget the poor Englishman waiting to get the punch line. If the gospel doesn’t take root, keep sowing. 

One and Done

What would you say to someone whose faith demanded human sacrifice? Pagan? Deceived? Well we need to be mindful that as Christians our faith is based on human sacrifice, too. Ours, though was the one and done sacrifice of only one Man. There had never been before or since an unblemished person who could pay the price for us. John the Baptist proclaimed “Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world.”1 Even in that moment he recognized Jesus’ role as God’s sacrifice for our sins. Had Jesus not been sacrificed for us, where could we find our salvation? How grateful I am that with His sacrifice the work was completed for all time. While reflecting on God’s sacrifice of His only Son, it occurred to me how often we think we would prefer otherwise when we consider His suffering. Jesus said, though, that “as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of man be lifted up”2 in reference to Jesus’ death by the cross. The Lord inspired me to write and share the following:

Give Us Barabbas

Give us Barabbas…

I know if I’d been in that crowd

I’d have shouted right out loud

Give us Barabbas…

He’s a sinner just like me

Who through You may be set free

Give us Barabbas…

My sins they are so great

And they’re such a heavy weight

Give us Barabbas…

Jesus cannot be set free

His blood must be shed for me

Give us Barabbas…

As the tears stream from my eyes

I know Lord Jesus has to die

Give us Barabbas…

How selfish is my cry

Lift His broken body high!

Give us Barabbas…

In Your gruesome death my life

Let me claim Your sacrifice

Give us Barabbas…

My guilt and shame its true

Will soon be borne by You

Give us Barabbas…

Your blood is on my hands

You took the fate my sin demands

Give us Barabbas…

As I cry out for your blood

I know You’ve shed it out of love

Give us Barabbas…

Now You’re risen from the grave

That this sinner may be saved

I am Barabbas

I encourage you to reflect on this. Perhaps someone who has been musically gifted might be called to use this in furtherance of the cause of Christ.

1 John 1:29 The next day John seeth Jesus coming unto him, and saith, Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world.

2 John 3:14 And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of man be lifted up: