Read This! 09.11.18

8 Dangers of Church Revitalization

I really appreciate this perspective.

11 Things A Pastor’s Kid May Be Thinking – That You May Not Even Realize

Always trying to be sensitive to these things.

Pastors & Suicide: What Pastors and Congregations Need to Know

This shook me hard.

Books Should Cost More Than Burritos

They are certainly more valuable than burritos.

The One Question I Almost Never Ask Myself

Lots of wisdom here.

Why Pastors Should Consider Preaching (At Least) 5 Minutes Shorter

I could got on board with this.

10 Things You Should Know About the Puritans

If you haven’t read the Puritans much you are missing out.

That Is Not a Woman

Man, (er, I mean…something) I’ve even experienced some of the difficulty of this even in blogging.

This looks like a very helpful sermon:

Let’s Just Be Honest and Admit We Hate One Another

Are you a Democrat? A Republican? Something in between?

Are you a Calvinist? An Arminian? Or some hybrid of both of them?

Are you a social justice warrior? Are you one who believes social justice issues are going a bit too far? Or are you confused and not really sure where you belong?

Do you wear Nike or burn them?

I could go on and on. Pick your debate. Pick your side. It might be something that actually matters or it could even be trifling nonsense. In our day and age it doesn’t matter much—pick a side, be outraged by something.

Can we call this what it is?

Hatred.

We hate one another. This is the conclusion I came to in reading through Proverbs 10:12. I also found much help by Charles Bridges’ commentary on Proverbs. Here is what he said about this text:

Hatred, however varnished by smooth pretense, is the selfish principle of man. Like a subterraneous fire, it continually stirs up mischief and creates or keeps alive rankling coldness, disgusts, dislikes, envies, and evil surmisings. Hatred carps at the infirmities of others, aggravates the least slip, or resents the most trifling or even imaginary provocation. These strifes are kindled to the great dishonor of God and the marring of the beauty and consistency of the gospel. (Bridges, Proverbs)

What Bridges’ is saying here is that hatred does four things. First, it keeps alive ill feelings towards others. It keeps stoking the flames. Secondly, it continually finds faults at the infirmities of others. Thirdly, it turns the least little slip into a big deal. And lastly, it has deep bitterness toward the most trifling or even imaginary thing—it wants to be mad.

But contrast this with love which covers over a multitude of sins. Hatred wants to pull of the covers. It wants to expose everyone and everything. Hatred wants to view others in the worst possible light. Love on the other hand looks for ways to view people positively. Again, I appreciate the words of Bridges:

Love covers, overlooks, speedily forgives and forgets. Full of candor and inventiveness, it puts the best construction on doubtful matters, searches out any palliation, does not rigidly eye or wantonly expose a brother’s faults, nor uncover them at all except so far as may be needful for his ultimate good. To refrain from gross slander, while abundant scope is left for needless and unkind detraction, is not covering sin. (Bridges, Proverbs)

Love actually gets inventive about viewing people in the best possible light. The only time we would uncover the fault of another is to do them ultimate good. Is that really what you see on social media? Is that really what happens as we rant and rave against “the other side”? Are we looking to love people or looking to tear them down so as to win an argument for our side?

Let’s just be honest and confess that our fruits are evidence that we hate one another. I know as Christians we don’t like to admit that because we know hatred isn’t one of the fruits of the spirit. And I know that we’ve got a tendency to try to mask it as something else like righteous indignation and fighting for the truth. But we aren’t going to be healed of trying to bring in the kingdom through rage, if we don’t admit what is actually going on in our hearts. And let’s admit that this isn’t okay for us as believers in Jesus. And let’s come to Christ for the covering and redemption he provides and set out again to truly love our neighbors.

I tried applying this to my own life and God exposed some thing in my heart that I wasn’t too fond of. (See how He did that? He aims to do me good and exposes my sin in order to provide healing, not simply to beat me over the head and win an argument). I thought about ways in which I might have hatred stirring up strife in my heart/life. And I thought about what love would look like.

And it scared me.

I began making excuses. Who is going to protect me if I put a positive spin on the abusive actions of difficult people? Won’t their false beliefs spread like wildfire if I somehow cozy up to them and pretend like they aren’t in serious error? If I invent ways to view people in the best possible light, am I not just lying to myself and others?

This is where a belief in the sovereignty and justice of God helps us to actually love instead of hate. If I really believe that God is just and that God will defend my cause I don’t have to worry about defending myself. If I really believe that the gates of hell will not prevail against the gospel—that though error might have a day in the sun—then I’m free to engage arguments as they are, to call down pretenses with the gospel, but to separate people from their arguments. I can love people while engaging arguments. And I can dismiss arguments in a truly loving manner.

So I’m convinced that we truly hate one another. And maybe we hate one another because we’ve forgotten the gospel. We’ve forgotten how much Jesus has covered us. And we’ve forgotten that the Cross also means that God is absolutely just. We don’t have to fight with ungodly weapons to preserve our cherished positions. We are free to love.

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Read This 09.06.18

10 Guidelines for Paying and Hosting Guest Speakers and Musicians

This is helpful. Though I’m not sure if any of this changes if your guest speaker is a Yankees fan.

Speaking Truth to Power in the Second Century

A bit of history on Aristedes of Athens.

One of the Most Vital Signs of Church Growth

Very good.

God’s Will Is Not a “Choose Your Own Adventure” Book

This is such a healthy and important perspective.

Do Inconsistencies in the Gospels Undermine Scripture’s Inerrancy?

I appreciate Dr. Plummer tackling this head on.

Can Someone Be Spiritually Healthy and Still Experience Mental Health Challenges?

This one hits close to home for me.

Pastoring Through Pain

I found this actually encouraging.

Does Your Pastor Love God or Money?

How we handle money speaks volumes.

I’m history-nerding out on this one:

Andrew Jackson’s Parrot

I stumbled upon an interesting and, in my opinion, quite hilarious historical anecdote. President Andrew Jackson was a bird lover. One of his favorite birds was his parrot, Pol. When Jackson died his parrot was in attendance at the funeral. But shortly after it had to be removed because it disturbed everyone with its crude language. Here is how the pastor who preached the funeral tells the story:

“Before the sermon and while the crowd was gathering, a wicked parrot that was a household pet got excited and commenced swearing so loud and long as to disturb the people and had to be carried from the house.”

You can’t blame the parrot. They only mimic the sounds they hear. Andrew Jackson is known as one of the most rugged and uncouth presidents in our history. He fought duels, once beat a would-be assassin half to death with his walking stick, and on his death bed listed not killing Henry Clay as one of his biggest regrets. Jackson was a crazy dude, so I’m not shocked that his parrot was booted out of his funeral for too many expletives.

I’m going to be corny here and turn this into a bit of a sermon illustration. I’ve been to several funerals and have never heard a cussing bird. But what I have heard is quite a good deal of lying. What I mean is that anytime someone dies almost all their flaws are hidden and their good points are highlighted. That’s not necessarily a bad thing but it’s not an accurate depiction of humanity. So, I’m picture them attempting to have a celebration of the life of Andrew Jackson. I’m picturing some talking about all the good things he had done, all of his accomplishments, his love for…surely someone or something. And all of a sudden the whole thing is interrupted by reality. Jackson’s swearing bird. A perfect representation of the real Andrew Jackson.

When we stand before God we aren’t going to be standing on the well wishes or good times we’ve had with our buddies. We don’t get to ride on our accomplishments, the things we’ve done, or the people we know. We will be judged based on reality. The preacher can lie and say what a good chap Jackson was to make people feel better. But the parrot doesn’t lie.

Robert Murray McCheyne said it well: “What a man is on his knees before God, that he is, and nothing more.” And perhaps if you bring the family parrot to your funeral we’ll all know who you actually were.

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