Great vision is born from deep faith.
Why do I ask God at breakfast and expect results by dinner?
What People Think They Need
If I asked if you had a watch, you would probably tell me the time, right? However, I might respond with,
“I didn’t ask for the time, just if you had a watch.”
If the salesman saw me looking at drills and drill bits he probably would say, “Are you needing a new drill, or some new drill bits?” And I might reply,
“No, what I really need is a hole.”
If I were at a Christian Book store looking at Bibles, the sales person might ask, “Are you shopping for new bible?” I could say:
“No, there aren’t any new bibles, it’s been the same for hundreds of years.”
People think they need a watch, a drill bit, and a bible.
But What They Really Need
To know the time.
To make a hole.
To embrace the Word of God.
There’s no reason to get a drill bit if you aren’t making holes. There’s no reason to own a watch if you aren’t checking the time. And there’s no reason to have a bible if you aren’t going to read it.
Bibles are copies of the sacred Scriptures. Over time the pages get dog eared and frayed, the binding tears, and the leather starts fading.
However, the message remains as fresh and meaningful as ever. There aren’t any new bibles, just new copies and apps and mediums telling the same old story of the old rugged cross.
The Word of the Lord is the substance of God, it’s Holy Spirit inspired, and it is the message of Christ.
Allow your bible to be more than a shelf ornament, more than a coffee table book, let it be a light for your path, a balm for your soul, and the power unto salvation.
This week’s VLOG: THREE VALUES FOR SUCCESS
Here is a short story about a very impressive young woman.
What do the following films and plays have in common?
Obviously, they are all stories about Jesus. But they have something else in common, or should I say someone else. They have a character from scripture that people know a lot about. Or at least they think they do. Her name was Mary.
The Seven Mary’s
There are seven women named Mary in the New Testament, some are mentioned prominently, like Mary the mother of Jesus. They can be difficult to identify, like the Mary in Romans 16:6. Who was she?
Historically, there isn’t much information on them. And some of the information we do have may not be accurate.
There is another Mary often mentioned in scripture, more often than many of the apostles were. She was Mary of Magdala or Mary Magdalene. Now, quickly, think about everything you know about her. She was…
Almost everything we think we know about Mary Magdalene comes from the movies, plays, and art, such as Da Vinci’s painting of the last supper, and many others.
Facts are irritating things as they often interfere with the truth, or the truth as we see it. Senator Moynihan of New York is credited with this quote:
“Everyone is entitled to his own opinion, but not his own facts.”
Some Facts From Scripture
Seven little facts about Mary Magdalene, all of which were wrong, or at least unsubstantiated in scripture. Sadly, most of what is believed about her comes out of Hollywood.
Some Biblical Facts
Mary Magdalene had seven demons cast out of her. She was one of several women who traveled with Jesus and his apostles supporting their needs from her funds. She was the first, or one of the first, to see the empty tomb, she was the first to tell the apostles that Jesus had risen. She was the first person the resurrected Jesus appeared to. She stood at Mary’s side, the mother of Jesus, throughout the cross and burial.
Sometimes opinions and myths shape our understanding of truth.
Mary Magdalene was a significant person in the Jesus narrative and was someone Jesus called to serve in his ministry. She was well regarded and respected in the early church. She wasn’t the whore often depicted in paintings and films.
“Everyone is entitled to his own opinions, but not his own facts.”
Can jasmine bloom in freezing weather?
Is winter the time to see good things happen?
Take a look at my VLOG for this week!
I’m a big fan of book ends.
They aren’t a hobby, I’m not a collector, and I don’t have a cabinet displaying my collection. I just like them. They do a good job of doing what they were designed to do.
They can be made of wood, metal, or stone. They can be ornate or plain. They come in all sizes, colors, and textures. On second thought, maybe I’ll start collecting book ends. But, probably not.
A Different Kind
The apostle Peter, like all of us, had his struggles. He was at times proud, egocentric, and presumptuous. He was famous for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time.
He and I could have been twins.
From John 1:42
“Jesus looked at him and said, ‘You are Simon son of John. You will be called Cephas.’”
Then, from John 21
“Simon son of John, do you truly love me more than these?”
“Again, Jesus said, ‘Simon son of John, do you truly love me?’”
“A third time he said to him, ‘Simon son of John, do you love me?’”
When Jesus spoke to Simon the first time, he used his formal name and said that his name would change to Cephas. Simon would become a Rock, known in the Greek as Peter.
When Jesus spoke to Simon for the last time, he used his formal name again and asked a question three times. But having denied his Lord three times, Simon wasn’t ready to become the Rock, and so he gave answers that were less than Jesus was looking for. Or maybe not, maybe Jesus was pleased that Peter, at last, had demonstrated humility.
Jesus and Simon began and ended with, “Simon, Son of John.”
When Mom was upset she would say,
“Richard Neil Fyffe come in here right now.”
Odd that they called me Rick unless something was wrong, and there was always something wrong, and then it was my full name. Why do parents do that?
Simon was weak sometimes, but he eventually became the Rock. He strengthened his brothers after the crucifixion, organized the replacement for Judas, kept the disciples together in the upper room, and was the key speaker on the day of Pentecost. He became the man Jesus had envisioned.
Book ends. They frame the outside edges of whatever’s in the middle. What are you on your way to becoming? How is Jesus shaping your life? Can you see it?
I’m writing this blog from my room at Camp Allen, a Christian Retreat and Conference Center about an hour outside of Houston. It’s beautiful and the accommodations are fine. The bed was a little stiff in the way that a concrete slab is a little stiff. But I slept well, woke early, and rose to write.
I’m here with our church’s elders, ministers, and spouses. We arrived Friday for dinner then had an evening of sharing our lives and getting better connected, what a blessing.
My daughter and son-in-law live in the down town Houston area. They are young, urban professionals and think that coming to our house in the suburbs is a two day drive with a hotel stay. She texted me this week to say that she thinks about her Mom and Dad everyday and that she loves us, what a blessing.
I have great friends, not many, but they are enough. They are enough in the way that warm maple syrup covers the whole pancake. The way that a cool, sunny, Houston morning in February is an absolute pleasure. They provide a wonderful sense of belonging and connection, what a blessing.
I could go on, but won’t. I’ll close with this. Garfield the cat once said:
“Ah, Christmas, it isn’t the giving, it isn’t the getting, it’s the people.”
The Christmas season has passed, but I like the sentiment. My friends and family are more than what I get or give. It isn’t about that, it’s about the people, the bonds of caring and mutual acceptance.
The true joy of life is the people.
It’s not that I’m old or past my prime or out of touch. It’s just that back in my day, before cell phones, color TV, and breakfast burritos, the Winter Olympics was about skiing, ice skating, and curling. That’s about it.
In these modern winter games are sports and competitions that I used to think of as hobbies and kid’s activities. Just the same, last night I watched Shaun White win the gold for the third time in four Olympics. It was exciting to watch, amazing to see, and incredible what those guys could do on a snowboard.
My maternal grandmother gave me my first skateboard. It was in the 60’s and I was maybe eight years old. I think it was a Christmas present.
Skateboards were all the rage. We didn’t think we were skiing, we thought we were surfing, just like the Beach Boys. But watching the competition last night, I heard terms and phrases that came right out of the skateboard culture. It was cool.
You bet it was. I skateboarded everywhere. Every time I hit a small pebble it was like putting on the brakes and I would be launched off the board and onto the sidewalk. This was before knee pads, elbow pads, and helmets. I was always banged up, missing skin on my knees, and bruised. We were idiots. Maybe that explains some things. But I loved it.
We built ramps to jump and set up all kinds of little race tracks. It was summertime in Phoenix, Arizona and we wore denim cut offs, with no shoes or shirts. And no sun screen. We were idiots. Maybe that explains some things.
I congratulate Shaun on his amazing achievement and want to say good luck to our whole Olympic team. You guys are doing great.
But 55 years ago, my two friends and I were paving the way for your success.