Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts

Thursday, 31 March 2011

May the whisper




May the whisper
of the Father
be the one that wakens you;
the open hand
of the Son
be the one that raises you;
the prompting
of the Spirit
be the one that sends you,
this morning
and all mornings,
and leads you safely home.



Thursday, 18 November 2010

The Prodigal and Dad


One of the great truths of the Bible is that humankind can never be all that they could be as long as they are away from God. It’s all there in the Scriptures from Genesis through to Revelation. That’s precisely the reason that Jesus walked this earth as the Good Shepherd, to bring humankind back into a relationship with God.

One of the privileges of parenthood, and it can be both a joy and a cause of sadness, is letting go when a child grows up and reaches that stage when they leave home and start to find their way in the world. But fortunately, for most of us it’s not (as with the prodigal son) a case of ‘Give me my inheritance, I’m off!’ but more likely the arrangement of a standing order to keep them solvent while they go off to university. I’d like to think it stopped there, but experience tells me that for some children the expense just keeps on going years after they leave home!

Part of leaving home is the experience of learning the hard way that things don’t happen automatically, money doesn’t grow on trees, things have to be earned and paid for. Letting go can be difficult for both parent and child!

This story of the prodigal son must be one of the most well known stories in the Bible, so what can it tell us that we don’t know already? 

Well, first off who is the story really about? Is it a story about a son who runs away from home with his inheritance burning a hole in his pocket, hits hard times and goes back home with his tail tucked between his legs? Or is it a story about a loving father who allows his son the freedom to go, weeps when he hears how low he has fallen and then accepts him back into his arms again, despite what he’s done?

After all, what does it tell us about that father? Would he just have let the son go and not tried to keep tabs on him? Chances are that he would have known just what sort of life his son had sunk into. He must have been hoping against hope that at some point in time his son would realise how low he had sunk and realise that he would still be accepted back home because his father loved him.

The story is very much about the forgiveness of God, of course, and as such it’s right that Luke places it together with the other stories about the Shepherd and the woman and her lost coin. It tells that that God allows humankind freedom, to walk with him or go their own way. It’s a learning process and many of us have been on it, gone our own way just to see what the scenery is like, and having found that it’s not very nice at all, have been welcomed back. 

When the son walked back over the hill and down toward his home, there was no recrimination, no ‘told you so!’ No punishment, simply forgiveness and rejoicing at a relationship restored. Just like the shepherd and the lost sheep!

That’s how God treats us, and again, it is counter-intuitive.  

So we learn that the love and forgiveness of God extends beyond the foolishness of humankind, beyond the tempting voices of the world and even the reckless rebellion of the young!

 

Thursday, 30 September 2010

What a Gift!

Ah well, another child let loose into the world! It's really strange how similar it is when you finish a book and allow it to wander off alone into the vastness of the interweb! Somehow it seems sad to say goodbye, and yet you know it has to go....... well, I think that's taken that analogy about as far as it can go!

Four Advent studies look at the themes of Gold, Frankincense, Myrrh and Journeying, and their spiritual significance for the Christ child, as within them we begin to hear a whisper of the Easter to come - Gold for a King, frankincense for a High Priest and myrrh for sorrow.

In researching the study for Myrrh (which pictures Jesus' future suffering) I came across  this lovely quote from Watchman Nee,
"The Alabaster Box
‘The breaking of the alabaster box and the anointing of the Lord filled the house with the odor, with the sweetest odor. Everyone could smell it. Whenever you meet someone who has really suffered; been limited, gone through things for the Lord, willing to be imprisoned by the Lord, just being satisfied with Him and nothing else, immediately you scent the fragrance. There is a savor of the Lord. Something has been crushed, something has been broken, and there is a resulting odor of sweetness.’

There are leader's notes and background material and lots of questions to stimulate discussion. Also included are prayers to open and close a meeting.

The Advent study is in A4 format, and each week's study can be printed on 2 double sided sheets, allowing space for note taking.

Permission is given for a church to photocopy these resources, so only 1 copy is needed per group!

More info and a sample study - Click Here

Thursday, 10 June 2010

The fragrance of God

'Then Mary took about a pint of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus' feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.' (John 12:3)

'But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him.'(2 Cor 2:14)

I have always been interested in this idea that we are 'the fragrance' of God in thsi world. The earlier story of Mary pouring the expensive ointment on Jesus' feet is easy for us to relate to - after all, the room would surely have smelt of that perfume for days afterwards. After Jesus left, the memory of his visit would be there in the scent that remained.

But how are we 'a fragrance'?

On holiday recently in France we walked through a pine forest on particularly  hot day, and remarked that the air was filled with the beautiful scent of the pine resin. Not only was the day a beautiful one, filled with the song of birds and the discovery of new and exciting wildlife but so was the scent of the air that we breathed in. The interesting thing is that having come home and having nothing but photographs to remind myself of that walk, I can still remember the fragrance of the pine, even after the memories of the scenery fade.

What effect do we have on the people among whom we walk and work day  by day? What do they remember us for, if anything at all?

Is it what we wear that makes us stand out, or what we say and do that make the difference? Is it the simple act of kindness, the word of comfort and reassurance, the shoulder to lean on - is it these that linger in the mind as a thing of beauty?. Is this our witness to the world, the bringing into someone's life the fragrance of the love that Jesus showed to the world as he hung on the cruel cross?