As Christians, what do we do with the death of one of the most prominent leaders of evil forces in the world today? What is the appropriate response as people living in a world changed by his action, as people who lost loved ones and friends by his hand, as people who have lost loved ones and friends by his military, as followers of the Almighty God, or as those whose lives have been changed by the Risen Savior.
“Osama Bin Laden has been killed by US Navy Seals! His body is in possession of the US military.” That was the report. My first reaction was satisfaction… I don’t know if joy really describes it, but it was definitely a positive reaction. I was quickly reminded of the instruction from Jesus in the sermon on the mount.
Matthew 5.43-48
43 “You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ 44 But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, 45 that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. 46 If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? 47 And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? 48 Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.
But, surely Osama was far more than an enemy. He was moving about the world breathing murderous threats against the west due in a large part to their Christian perspective and the perceived threat to the way of life that his religious thought called for. He was single-handedly responsible for taking the lives of thousands of people across the world. His face would likely appear on the Mount Rushmore of evil powers. Once again I am reminded of the words of Jesus, this time as he looked down from the cross. Were not the soldiers who drove nails in his feet and hands and beat him within an inch of his life more than simply enemies? As Jesus looked down and asked God for their forgiveness, he acknowledged that His sacrifice was even for those who took his life and were the source of his agony. Is it possible that my extreme view of Osama Bin Laden has served as a reprieve for unchristian thinking? More than possible, it is likely that is the case.
I am also reminded of another who went around the world breathing murderous threats against Christ and killing his followers. This man, though, repented and turned from his ways to become a mighty warrior FOR the Kingdom as opposed to against it. I think it is important to acknowledge the justice that is God’s. I think it is equally important to acknowledge the sadness that comes to the father when one is lost. I Tim. 2.4 says that he wants all to be saved and come to a knowledge of the truth. It is easy for my heart to be hardened and calloused when there is so much evil in the world. I pray that I may be able to properly balance a soft heart full of the love of Christ, an intolerance for evil, thanksgiving for the closure that many now have, rejoicing in the justice of the Almighty God, and the kind of forgiveness His sacrifice obligates me to.
As children of God, we are called to love as Christ loves us. Loving those who stand in opposition to us is what sets us apart - or makes us holy. I fear much of my response leaves me in a place no different from the rest of the world. In our love we are called to be perfect as our Heavenly Father is perfect. It is a struggle daily. Today, though, more than others, the struggle is great. May the God of peace be with you today. May His love be rich within you and beam out into the world of darkness.
I pray God's protection be on all those who continue to fight across the world for freedoms that we enjoy at home. I pray that this event may facilitate some closure to the war in this part of the world. I pray that our loved ones may soon be able to return home to their families, I pray that this will have a positive effect on situations across the world. I pray that our men and women be protected against any backlash that may arise in the coming days.
Peace <><
Joshua Fowler
Monday, May 2, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
43/46 Home Stretch
Easter falls right in line with the timing I need to gain some sustenance (the physical kind) for finals. 3 more days to go and this chapter will be closed only to be read over and over again. I am thankful to my God for the blessing of the breath of life and the constant provision and guidance He offers. I am thankful for friends who have supported me with prayer and words of encouragement. I am grateful to my lovely wife and kids who have dwelt with an often cranky father and husband. I must offer an apology to my professors who have very likely been delivered some work that is much lacking due to a brain-flow issue over the last several weeks. I feel healthier than I have been in years and covet your prayers for continued success as I attempt to maintain proper habits regarding food. It will be interesting to see how my body adapts to "regular" eating. I suppose that word has taken on a much newer meaning for me.
This summer will be a "good" test. I will be on my own for 12 weeks and on the go trying to keep up with a bunch of teens. The discipline of planning and preparing foods will be difficult for my wife to manage from so far away, but I am sure she will figure out a way to get my lunches ready along with her own and the 10-13 kids that will be in and out of the house daily. I love being married to Wonder Woman. (She doesn't wear her cape, boots and tights much, though.)
May the peace of God which transcends all understanding guard your minds and hearts in Christ Jesus. Happy Resurrection Day! May your week be filled with thoughts of our Risen Savior, memories of His sacrifice, chocolate bunnies and colorful eggs hidden in awkward places.
Peace <><
Josh
This summer will be a "good" test. I will be on my own for 12 weeks and on the go trying to keep up with a bunch of teens. The discipline of planning and preparing foods will be difficult for my wife to manage from so far away, but I am sure she will figure out a way to get my lunches ready along with her own and the 10-13 kids that will be in and out of the house daily. I love being married to Wonder Woman. (She doesn't wear her cape, boots and tights much, though.)
May the peace of God which transcends all understanding guard your minds and hearts in Christ Jesus. Happy Resurrection Day! May your week be filled with thoughts of our Risen Savior, memories of His sacrifice, chocolate bunnies and colorful eggs hidden in awkward places.
Peace <><
Josh
Thursday, April 14, 2011
37/48 Pressing On With Character
What is character? You can give a photo character by adjusting tones, highlights, or lowlights and maybe changing perspective, but we don't seem to look at a plain, straight-forward picture of what is seen every day as 'character'. Something needs to be changed, modified, magnified or altered completely in order to be described as having character.
Someone who is funny or quirky or down-right weird is often referred to as a character. When things are going tough, we always say, "It'll be all right, that builds character." But what is it about those times that actually build character? What is the character we are trying to build? As ministers and Christians, what is our character supposed to look like?
There should be something within a Christian that is altered, changed, completely transformed from the shape it once was that builds character. The life-changing event that is the death, burial and resurrection of our Savior both magnifies and hides our sin... better yet, removes our sin. The cross, the suffering of a faithful redeemer, bring to light the times I fall short and fail to meet the expected standard of God's holy people. The empty tomb brings to light the hope with which we live as we serve a God who has conquered death and has risen never to die again. He has promised us that same resurrection. The penalty that he accepted for all of my "falling shorts" : ) is a humble reminder that my God has made it possible for me to stand in His presence blameless and pure.
Christ has brought His people into photoshop and adjusted the "red curve" to maximum and somehow that brings us out looking radiantly white, pure as the driven snow, and so bright and blown out that it doesn't make sense... and it gives us character. The cross molds us and shapes us into something new, altered, with a different perspective, and totally and completely changed.
As minister's of the gospel, that character is exaggerated, magnified, and scrutinized. As those who are called to accept a role as a spokesman for God and representative of the church to the church and to the community, I think it is important that we accept such scrutiny. As Christians and children of God, we should cherish it as well because of what it means we have a hope for.
My journey of late has definitely been a "character-building" journey. Less than 9 days to go to bring my journey to completion. My fatigue has been better, and so has my train of thought. I have lost over 30 pounds, but the weight loss has slowed dramatically over the last week. I think that my body might be wondering what is going on. I am eager to get back in to a routine that most would consider "normal." I am eager to see how difficult it is to continue to create new and healthier habits. I am eager to see how easily it will be to maintain the new mindset I have created. I know that God is faithful. I know He is in control. I am thankful for the reminders (the gentle ones and the not-so-gentle ones) that the only thing in my life exhibiting any control will be Him and His Will.
Someone who is funny or quirky or down-right weird is often referred to as a character. When things are going tough, we always say, "It'll be all right, that builds character." But what is it about those times that actually build character? What is the character we are trying to build? As ministers and Christians, what is our character supposed to look like?
There should be something within a Christian that is altered, changed, completely transformed from the shape it once was that builds character. The life-changing event that is the death, burial and resurrection of our Savior both magnifies and hides our sin... better yet, removes our sin. The cross, the suffering of a faithful redeemer, bring to light the times I fall short and fail to meet the expected standard of God's holy people. The empty tomb brings to light the hope with which we live as we serve a God who has conquered death and has risen never to die again. He has promised us that same resurrection. The penalty that he accepted for all of my "falling shorts" : ) is a humble reminder that my God has made it possible for me to stand in His presence blameless and pure.
Christ has brought His people into photoshop and adjusted the "red curve" to maximum and somehow that brings us out looking radiantly white, pure as the driven snow, and so bright and blown out that it doesn't make sense... and it gives us character. The cross molds us and shapes us into something new, altered, with a different perspective, and totally and completely changed.
As minister's of the gospel, that character is exaggerated, magnified, and scrutinized. As those who are called to accept a role as a spokesman for God and representative of the church to the church and to the community, I think it is important that we accept such scrutiny. As Christians and children of God, we should cherish it as well because of what it means we have a hope for.
My journey of late has definitely been a "character-building" journey. Less than 9 days to go to bring my journey to completion. My fatigue has been better, and so has my train of thought. I have lost over 30 pounds, but the weight loss has slowed dramatically over the last week. I think that my body might be wondering what is going on. I am eager to get back in to a routine that most would consider "normal." I am eager to see how difficult it is to continue to create new and healthier habits. I am eager to see how easily it will be to maintain the new mindset I have created. I know that God is faithful. I know He is in control. I am thankful for the reminders (the gentle ones and the not-so-gentle ones) that the only thing in my life exhibiting any control will be Him and His Will.
Monday, April 4, 2011
27/46 Course Adjustment
So, I was sitting at the dinner table with my family this evening and I was thinking to myself, "Self, you have done well. You have exhibited an ability to control your own food intake and have created some good new eating habits. You have accomplished your goal. Now go eat some of that amazingly good-smelling homemade stromboli." After all, I am not really bound by the "lenten process." There is nothing special about the 46 days between Ash Wednesday and Holy Saturday. If I were to stop today and resume life as normal, most wouldn't know or care. The ones who would care would certainly understand and agree. My intention has been realized and it could be called a success.
But I have resolved to find a resting place among the thorns. While the main thrust of this initiative would have been "officially" met, There is something to the completion of a time table. My eating (on Sundays) has certainly been much more disciplined, and my desire to eat simply because food is available is no longer present... Even food that I "love". I am acutely aware of all the poor habits I was n and have made habits of controlling for myself what I will consume. Part of my goal, however, was the completion of a time period... a fast of forty days.
So, I have made a decision to adjust my sights on a new goal. I have made many excuses in the past to move on to something new when what has already been started is not quite complete. I have made a habit of starting something of great value, proving that I have the ability to do something, and then moving on to a new challenge. I resolve to finish what I have started. This will not be a time where one excuse or another will allow me to cut short the commitment I have made to myself. Now that I have created a sense of control over food, I will devote these last 19 days to finishing that which has been started. (I am sure my beautiful bride will be ecstatic if I may have similar success.) Here's to new heights and new goals to reach.
But I have resolved to find a resting place among the thorns. While the main thrust of this initiative would have been "officially" met, There is something to the completion of a time table. My eating (on Sundays) has certainly been much more disciplined, and my desire to eat simply because food is available is no longer present... Even food that I "love". I am acutely aware of all the poor habits I was n and have made habits of controlling for myself what I will consume. Part of my goal, however, was the completion of a time period... a fast of forty days.
So, I have made a decision to adjust my sights on a new goal. I have made many excuses in the past to move on to something new when what has already been started is not quite complete. I have made a habit of starting something of great value, proving that I have the ability to do something, and then moving on to a new challenge. I resolve to finish what I have started. This will not be a time where one excuse or another will allow me to cut short the commitment I have made to myself. Now that I have created a sense of control over food, I will devote these last 19 days to finishing that which has been started. (I am sure my beautiful bride will be ecstatic if I may have similar success.) Here's to new heights and new goals to reach.
The Gift of Prophecy
Maybe, there are some aspects of "prophecy" that are not still hanging around today as they once were. It would be a very intriguing thing to be able to tell you that I had discovered the gift of knowing the things that were to come. I can imagine that would be quite a special feat. While prophets certainly did some of these things, this is traditionally where we cease and desist our growth in understanding the nature of prophets and prophecy. with that (mis)understanding of who the prophets of our history were, viewing a minister of the church as a prophet seems foreign.
The minister as prophet is a pivotal trait in their character. The prophets did so much more than predict the future. While this was at some point a part of the warning brought to the people, it was a small portion of their mission. As a general rule, the prophet was one who brought a word of warning to the people from God. The prophet was the one who came to say God says, "Change what you are doing... or else!" Unfortunately, it is the "or else" that we get hung up on. The fact is, as ministers, we are often called to bring a word of judgment from the Lord to His people so that we, as His people, may maintain a relationship between the lives that we lead and the will of the Father.
This responsibility should not be taken lightly or abused. We must work to develop the kinds of relationships with those we are called to minister to that are firmly rooted in love and respect. In order for messages such as these to be received well and taken to heart in such a way as to promote positive spiritual change and reflection as opposed to defensive bitterness, they must be delivered from a basis of trust and sincerity. I pray that I may take this responsibility earnestly. I pray that my God will continue to use me as a tool to bring His Word to His people in truth and love. I pray that I have the courage to deliver these words even when they cut the hearts of myself or others.
The minister as prophet is a pivotal trait in their character. The prophets did so much more than predict the future. While this was at some point a part of the warning brought to the people, it was a small portion of their mission. As a general rule, the prophet was one who brought a word of warning to the people from God. The prophet was the one who came to say God says, "Change what you are doing... or else!" Unfortunately, it is the "or else" that we get hung up on. The fact is, as ministers, we are often called to bring a word of judgment from the Lord to His people so that we, as His people, may maintain a relationship between the lives that we lead and the will of the Father.
This responsibility should not be taken lightly or abused. We must work to develop the kinds of relationships with those we are called to minister to that are firmly rooted in love and respect. In order for messages such as these to be received well and taken to heart in such a way as to promote positive spiritual change and reflection as opposed to defensive bitterness, they must be delivered from a basis of trust and sincerity. I pray that I may take this responsibility earnestly. I pray that my God will continue to use me as a tool to bring His Word to His people in truth and love. I pray that I have the courage to deliver these words even when they cut the hearts of myself or others.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
22/46 Big Steps on a Long Journey
The journey continues. Like herding cattle on the trails through the Old West, there are trials and triumphs along the way. We encounter moments where we find success and moments where we find obstacles that try to prevent us from achieving the goal that lies ahead. Sundays have most definitely been bright spots... victories if you will... along the journey I have undertaken. This last Sunday, however, seemed to be more of a Monday hindrance than a Sunday delight. Monday was the most difficult Monday so far. Today was the first time since the beginning that I have felt a real break through, mentally. Saturday was a good step also. At the ballpark playing baseball, sunflower seeds, ballpark hot dogs and nachos just seem to fall hand in hand. While buying snacks for the boys, it wasn't easy to refuse the treats for me... until I saw the price tag. They weren't so enticing any more. Today on the other hand, was a different story. I was called to minister to a friend in a time of crisis. He needed an ear and a word of advice. Why not Starbucks (since there is no Scooters Coffehouse here...)? I mean there is nothing like a $5 cup of coffee to get people to open up. On the way there, he had mentioned that he had not eaten lunch or breakfast. It was now 2:30 pm. So we pulled up to McDonald's and went inside. I figured I could spend $5 on his coffee or $5 on a meal. Inside was the challenge. The $1.00 menu. I am embarrassed to say how difficult it was to stand there and order a meal for him without getting anything for myself. No McDouble, no small fry but I refrained and felt good about it. I walked away from Mickey D's feeling a sense of accomplishment and gaining a realization that my mindset regarding my food consumption is changing. Praise God! I know it has been only through prayer and meditation on the Bread of Life and the Living Water that has sustained me in this process.
I have lost 24 pounds. This morning I weighed in at 210 lbs. I haven't been this size since Heather was pregnant with Dylan 7 years ago. My thought processes and train of thought is still not what it used to be, but it is getting better. I think my metabolism may be slowing considerably as I have been cold for 5 days straight. granted it has been cold for 5 days, but I usually thrive in such conditions. Today, even in a room that was 72 degrees, I was still chilled to the bone. I guess now I know how my wife feels ALL THE TIME (love you baby!). All in all, I feel great about the place God is leading me to. I think I will be better equipped to serve in His Kingdom by not allowing anything except my Savior, my God, and His Holy Spirit to exhibit any form of control in my life.
Thank you to all of you who have offered prayer and support during this journey. 24 days to go. I have never looked forward to Easter as much as I do this year. I am eager to look back and see where this journey takes me.
I have lost 24 pounds. This morning I weighed in at 210 lbs. I haven't been this size since Heather was pregnant with Dylan 7 years ago. My thought processes and train of thought is still not what it used to be, but it is getting better. I think my metabolism may be slowing considerably as I have been cold for 5 days straight. granted it has been cold for 5 days, but I usually thrive in such conditions. Today, even in a room that was 72 degrees, I was still chilled to the bone. I guess now I know how my wife feels ALL THE TIME (love you baby!). All in all, I feel great about the place God is leading me to. I think I will be better equipped to serve in His Kingdom by not allowing anything except my Savior, my God, and His Holy Spirit to exhibit any form of control in my life.
Thank you to all of you who have offered prayer and support during this journey. 24 days to go. I have never looked forward to Easter as much as I do this year. I am eager to look back and see where this journey takes me.
Friday, March 25, 2011
17 Down/29 to Go
So, I am over 2 weeks in. I am thankful for all of the prayers and words of encouragement. I have been very successful in achieving the goals I set out to achieve. If I made the decision to "cease and desist" today, while I would be disappointed, I do think that I would have a chance to continue good, solid, and healthier eating habits. Even when I give myself permission to eat on Sundays and Wed night, I am careful about the amount and kinds of food that I eat. The imminent feeling of disappointment is one of the things that keeps me going. There is much in life that I start and almost finish. This has become for me a secondary goal to attain in the end - the ability to press on beyond the mundane, boring, obstacles that are placed in my mind that derail my plans and to demonstrate the ability to maintain focus.
I have become keenly aware of the fact that we seemingly eat at every juncture. Any time we get together, the question arrises, "What do you want me to bring?" This has been some of the most difficult times for me in the past, but I can already see a difference in my mindset in situations such as these. I am thankful for fellowship of friends and family. I will also be far more cognizant of this fact in the future. The difficulty (at least for me) is the lack of structure in these eating times. Food is laid out and left out for people to come by and snack on. We have decided, in our house to have eating time and time to stop eating. Food is out away. This goes for snack time also. I think this will be a habit we continue after this journey has been completed.
The next four weeks will be devoted to meditation. I have spent the last two weeks in scripture reading and prayer which has been a help beyond anything I imagined. I think that working to improve the art of meditation will do many things in many areas of life. The calming effect and focus that meditation instills will be a benefit in personal, professional, spiritual, and family matters.
I have become keenly aware of the fact that we seemingly eat at every juncture. Any time we get together, the question arrises, "What do you want me to bring?" This has been some of the most difficult times for me in the past, but I can already see a difference in my mindset in situations such as these. I am thankful for fellowship of friends and family. I will also be far more cognizant of this fact in the future. The difficulty (at least for me) is the lack of structure in these eating times. Food is laid out and left out for people to come by and snack on. We have decided, in our house to have eating time and time to stop eating. Food is out away. This goes for snack time also. I think this will be a habit we continue after this journey has been completed.
The next four weeks will be devoted to meditation. I have spent the last two weeks in scripture reading and prayer which has been a help beyond anything I imagined. I think that working to improve the art of meditation will do many things in many areas of life. The calming effect and focus that meditation instills will be a benefit in personal, professional, spiritual, and family matters.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
9/46 Concessions
So, I decided last night that sometimes one must make some concessions in order to find a measure of success. I have decided that Wednesdays will offer a small evening meal in order to help make it through the week. I feel much more confident in my ability to choose what I will and will not eat. I have lost 12 pounds in 9 days. I have found it very interesting that the only time I have actually felt hungry has been when something is cooking. Other than that, it has only been fatigue (and crankiness according to my bride).
I would write more, but apparently my train of thought has been also affected...
I would write more, but apparently my train of thought has been also affected...
Monday, March 14, 2011
5/46 Renewed
5 days down and 41 to go. Today was a good day. Much needed moisture is falling down around town relieving firefighters if only for a short time, it has been another glorious day to worship the Lord, my sins have been forgiven, my God reigns victorious over the forces of evil in the world, and food was placed in front of me for the first time in 4 days.
I must confess, last night I ate a taco. Heather had made tacos for the kids at lunch. I had resisted and they smelled very tempting. Having several kids over at the house, we decided to get pizza. There was a spread of pizza and Crazy Bread and soda for several hours, and I resisted. But at 9:00 as I was cleaning up the kitchen I opened the crock pot and couldn’t resist the urge. I ate a taco.
Well, I made it to the first of 6 Sundays and I was looking forward to eating. I wanted something light for breakfast, so I toasted a couple of mini bagels and light cream cheese and added a small glass of milk. I very quickly resented the glass of milk. Surprisingly, the kids chose Mazzio’s for lunch – their buffet is pretty much a win all the way around. Heather can eat pizza toppings (no gluten), the kids eat all the pizza they want, and I get to eat a decent salad from the salad bar. It is a little more expensive than CiCi’s but they serve actual pizza and have more than 3 items on the salad bar. 2 pieces of pizza, one small salad, 3 small bread sticks, and 1 glass of unsweetened iced tea.
I was surprised, during 4 days of fasting the only time I felt hungry was when something was cooking. I feel confident that this week will be the same. I am thankful for my God who gives us everything we need. I am thankful for His Word, which teaches us the way to live for Him. I am thankful for His Spirit, which guides us and speaks to our hearts. And I am thankful for His Son, my Savior, who gave His life that I may live eternally. Now, I feel refreshed, renewed, and rejuvenated; ready to start the week.
May the Peace of God be with us all,
Peace <><
Joshua Fowler
I must confess, last night I ate a taco. Heather had made tacos for the kids at lunch. I had resisted and they smelled very tempting. Having several kids over at the house, we decided to get pizza. There was a spread of pizza and Crazy Bread and soda for several hours, and I resisted. But at 9:00 as I was cleaning up the kitchen I opened the crock pot and couldn’t resist the urge. I ate a taco.
Well, I made it to the first of 6 Sundays and I was looking forward to eating. I wanted something light for breakfast, so I toasted a couple of mini bagels and light cream cheese and added a small glass of milk. I very quickly resented the glass of milk. Surprisingly, the kids chose Mazzio’s for lunch – their buffet is pretty much a win all the way around. Heather can eat pizza toppings (no gluten), the kids eat all the pizza they want, and I get to eat a decent salad from the salad bar. It is a little more expensive than CiCi’s but they serve actual pizza and have more than 3 items on the salad bar. 2 pieces of pizza, one small salad, 3 small bread sticks, and 1 glass of unsweetened iced tea.
I was surprised, during 4 days of fasting the only time I felt hungry was when something was cooking. I feel confident that this week will be the same. I am thankful for my God who gives us everything we need. I am thankful for His Word, which teaches us the way to live for Him. I am thankful for His Spirit, which guides us and speaks to our hearts. And I am thankful for His Son, my Savior, who gave His life that I may live eternally. Now, I feel refreshed, renewed, and rejuvenated; ready to start the week.
May the Peace of God be with us all,
Peace <><
Joshua Fowler
Friday, March 11, 2011
3/46 I May Be Addicted
Food will have no control over any part of my life. I will be controlled only by the will of the Almighty God and motivated only by His love and saving grace.
So I have discovered, I might have a problem... Driving by McD's today, I actually found myself struggling mightily not to turn in and grab a McDouble. There were four quarters and a dime conveniently placed in the door pull of my truck. It was difficult not to stop for a quick bite of weirdly addictive, sub par, soy and filler hamburger "meat". I wasn't even really hungry, surprisingly but the pull was heavy. I pressed on and resisted the urge to stop there or at the Wendy's, Taco Bell, Bueno, A and W, KFC, or Burger King... all of which would have provided some quasi-tasty relief for about a dollar.
John 4.31-34
Meanwhile his disciples urged him, “Rabbi, eat something.” But he said to them, “I have food to eat that you know nothing about.” Then his disciples said to each other, “Could someone have brought him food?” “My food,” said Jesus, “is to do the will of him who sent me and to finish his work..."
So I have discovered, I might have a problem... Driving by McD's today, I actually found myself struggling mightily not to turn in and grab a McDouble. There were four quarters and a dime conveniently placed in the door pull of my truck. It was difficult not to stop for a quick bite of weirdly addictive, sub par, soy and filler hamburger "meat". I wasn't even really hungry, surprisingly but the pull was heavy. I pressed on and resisted the urge to stop there or at the Wendy's, Taco Bell, Bueno, A and W, KFC, or Burger King... all of which would have provided some quasi-tasty relief for about a dollar.
John 4.31-34
Meanwhile his disciples urged him, “Rabbi, eat something.” But he said to them, “I have food to eat that you know nothing about.” Then his disciples said to each other, “Could someone have brought him food?” “My food,” said Jesus, “is to do the will of him who sent me and to finish his work..."
2/46 "I Graze"
I don't know if this is an appropriate realm for reflection on such matters. I know as a general rule, disciplines such as these should be done in private. However, I need the accountability to help me to conquer what I feel is a stumbling block in my life. I have frequently set out to do things better in my diet and frequently came up with convenient excuses to absolve those commitments. Much of that absolution comes from a lack of accountability. So, that being said, I document the following journey, not in order to draw praise from men or to set myself on a plane higher than others, but to set myself in front of men (or women) that may hold me accountable for the choices I will make over the coming weeks.
Food will maintain no control in my life. After only two days, bad habits are already becoming apparent. The habit most apparent today is my habit of grazing on food that may be lying around as I walk through the kitchen. Every day after school, the kids come home and get a snack. It happens every day like clockwork, we don't even think about it. Apparently, I do the same. While the kids were enjoying the beautiful sunshine and mid-afternoon feast of whales, cheese and crackers, grapes, applesauce, etc. I realized that I had walked by and grabbed a handful of whales and tossed them down the hatch. In fact, the realization didn't come to me until about an hour later when the heart burn set in. (Apparently a large handful of whales on a 2-day empty stomach don't mix well.) All that was spurned in me, then was a craving for more.
I wonder how many other things I do in my life that come as second nature but underhandedly and subtly pound at the infrastructure of the Godly father, husband, and friend I am wanting to be. I also wonder how many of those things do nothing but spurn me on to continue in what is undesirable while making the unwanted action less and less undesirable with each passing infraction. I pray for wisdom that only comes from God, a heart that is soft and receptive, and eyes that are wide open to see the places where my Savior has asked me to be different, to refrain from sidestepping those issues in my life, and to be aware of the guiding voice of the Spirit within.
Peace <><
Josh
Food will maintain no control in my life. After only two days, bad habits are already becoming apparent. The habit most apparent today is my habit of grazing on food that may be lying around as I walk through the kitchen. Every day after school, the kids come home and get a snack. It happens every day like clockwork, we don't even think about it. Apparently, I do the same. While the kids were enjoying the beautiful sunshine and mid-afternoon feast of whales, cheese and crackers, grapes, applesauce, etc. I realized that I had walked by and grabbed a handful of whales and tossed them down the hatch. In fact, the realization didn't come to me until about an hour later when the heart burn set in. (Apparently a large handful of whales on a 2-day empty stomach don't mix well.) All that was spurned in me, then was a craving for more.
I wonder how many other things I do in my life that come as second nature but underhandedly and subtly pound at the infrastructure of the Godly father, husband, and friend I am wanting to be. I also wonder how many of those things do nothing but spurn me on to continue in what is undesirable while making the unwanted action less and less undesirable with each passing infraction. I pray for wisdom that only comes from God, a heart that is soft and receptive, and eyes that are wide open to see the places where my Savior has asked me to be different, to refrain from sidestepping those issues in my life, and to be aware of the guiding voice of the Spirit within.
Peace <><
Josh
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Living Water
Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”
John 4.13-14
Living water is better. Ask any Boy Scout or camping fanatic. Water that is running is cleaner and cooler than stagnant, "dead" water which is often full of scum and bacteria. But Jesus is talking about water that is even better than that. He says that the water He gives becomes its own source inside those who will receive it.
Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent for many in Christendom. I have messed around with the Lenten experience in the past but really haven't stuck to too much. This year I am making a change. I have been keenly aware recently of how firm a grip food has on my life. Today is day 1 of 40 leading up to Holy Saturday, the day before Easter. The six Sundays are observed normally to celebrate the victory of our Savior in His resurrection. I will attempt to rely solely on water and the Living Water of the Word of God for sustenance. I solicit your prayers as I allow my Savior to be the only thing in my life that exhibits any resemblance of control in my life.
John 4.13-14
Living water is better. Ask any Boy Scout or camping fanatic. Water that is running is cleaner and cooler than stagnant, "dead" water which is often full of scum and bacteria. But Jesus is talking about water that is even better than that. He says that the water He gives becomes its own source inside those who will receive it.
Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent for many in Christendom. I have messed around with the Lenten experience in the past but really haven't stuck to too much. This year I am making a change. I have been keenly aware recently of how firm a grip food has on my life. Today is day 1 of 40 leading up to Holy Saturday, the day before Easter. The six Sundays are observed normally to celebrate the victory of our Savior in His resurrection. I will attempt to rely solely on water and the Living Water of the Word of God for sustenance. I solicit your prayers as I allow my Savior to be the only thing in my life that exhibits any resemblance of control in my life.
Friday, March 4, 2011
High and Mighty or Holy of Lowlies
“Preach on! Preacher.” To preach to a gathering of The Lord’s precious children is a humbling, awesome, thrilling, and frightful experience. To preach is to accept a most paradoxical position. “How am I, a mere man with flaws and downfalls just like everyone else gathered in any place, supposed to fill a role as the spokesman, mouth piece, prophet or messenger from Almighty God?” The sermon is indeed a crucial component in our worship. The moment where the word of God is handed down to His people through the tool we refer to as the preacher, pastor, minister, or you fill in the blank. There are a couple of mainstream models that we have come up with in an attempt to align two people in one – a sinful man and a medium for God’s Word. There are pros and cons with both.
In the “high church” model, a preacher may be in robes or in some other kind of ornamental attire set high above the congregation sometimes on a pedestal. It would be easy in this model for a minister in this position to feel elevated, separated, special, or set apart from the people. He may appear unapproachable by “common” Christians. However, donning and removing the robes may be a keenly observable way to separate the roles of a minister as “mouthpiece of God” and “caregiver for God’s church” (if such a distinction should be made). There are also times I question reverence with which we approach (or fail to approach) corporate worship. This model is generally better about drawing attention to the sacred nature of coming into the presence of God.
The “low church” model takes the opposite approach. The attempt here is to bring the preacher down to a level of equality with the church. Often a podium or pulpit is removed and at times even replaced by a coffee table. This model is generally good about focusing on the relational aspects of worship and the closeness with God that we have been given the privilege of experiencing. The minister is viewed in the same light as any other congregant. There may be a struggle in this kind of model in distinguishing between a fellow Christian interpreting scripture and a spokesman from God delivering a direct, convicting, and sometimes harsh Word from the Lord.
To preach or not to preach is not the question, but is a calling from God. It is a calling that must be taken seriously and with conviction by both the one in the pulpit and the ones in the pew. May we worship with possessed hearts, clear minds, and pure spirits so that our worship may be found acceptable to God and a pleasing aroma from His people.
In the “high church” model, a preacher may be in robes or in some other kind of ornamental attire set high above the congregation sometimes on a pedestal. It would be easy in this model for a minister in this position to feel elevated, separated, special, or set apart from the people. He may appear unapproachable by “common” Christians. However, donning and removing the robes may be a keenly observable way to separate the roles of a minister as “mouthpiece of God” and “caregiver for God’s church” (if such a distinction should be made). There are also times I question reverence with which we approach (or fail to approach) corporate worship. This model is generally better about drawing attention to the sacred nature of coming into the presence of God.
The “low church” model takes the opposite approach. The attempt here is to bring the preacher down to a level of equality with the church. Often a podium or pulpit is removed and at times even replaced by a coffee table. This model is generally good about focusing on the relational aspects of worship and the closeness with God that we have been given the privilege of experiencing. The minister is viewed in the same light as any other congregant. There may be a struggle in this kind of model in distinguishing between a fellow Christian interpreting scripture and a spokesman from God delivering a direct, convicting, and sometimes harsh Word from the Lord.
To preach or not to preach is not the question, but is a calling from God. It is a calling that must be taken seriously and with conviction by both the one in the pulpit and the ones in the pew. May we worship with possessed hearts, clear minds, and pure spirits so that our worship may be found acceptable to God and a pleasing aroma from His people.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Who Cares?
Does Jesus care? I know He cares. One of the most crucial aspects of ministry is caring for people. As a minister of the Gospel and to the church, we will encounter people in all of life’s transitions. Bringing the peace of God to people whose lives may be in pieces is an important way of ministering to those and sharing God’s love. There are times when we may find ourselves in a position to minister in a way that is unique and needed.
The nature of humanity, when things go wrong, is to ask, “Why?” The temptation for ministers is to attempt to come up with the answer to this question as well as a flood of others that come about. It is often simply the ministry of presence, support and encouragement that is most meaningful in times of need. We are called to rejoice together, grieve together, mourn together and weep together. Most of the time, people aren’t looking for the perfect word. A time will come later for making sense of things and for Theological discovery. Often, we should simply see a need and address it. The knowledge that the people of God are there to offer that support goes a long way. The overflow of love that abounds when we are doing God’s work for God’s children in times of need is a tool more powerful than we could ever imagine.
Tending the flock and keeping up with the health and well being of God’s children is a daunting task. It would be very easy to become wrapped up in helping others. After all, it is generally a love for people and a desire to help that calls us to ministry in the first place. We must not forget to tend to the flock that lives in our homes. We cannot cultivate and repair holy marriages if we have not done so with our own. We cannot mend family relations if we have refused to maintain our own. We must be focused on what God has entrusted to us in our immediate families as a launching point to addressing what God has entrusted to us in our church families.
The nature of humanity, when things go wrong, is to ask, “Why?” The temptation for ministers is to attempt to come up with the answer to this question as well as a flood of others that come about. It is often simply the ministry of presence, support and encouragement that is most meaningful in times of need. We are called to rejoice together, grieve together, mourn together and weep together. Most of the time, people aren’t looking for the perfect word. A time will come later for making sense of things and for Theological discovery. Often, we should simply see a need and address it. The knowledge that the people of God are there to offer that support goes a long way. The overflow of love that abounds when we are doing God’s work for God’s children in times of need is a tool more powerful than we could ever imagine.
Tending the flock and keeping up with the health and well being of God’s children is a daunting task. It would be very easy to become wrapped up in helping others. After all, it is generally a love for people and a desire to help that calls us to ministry in the first place. We must not forget to tend to the flock that lives in our homes. We cannot cultivate and repair holy marriages if we have not done so with our own. We cannot mend family relations if we have refused to maintain our own. We must be focused on what God has entrusted to us in our immediate families as a launching point to addressing what God has entrusted to us in our church families.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Action or Image
Andre Agassi said, “Image is everything.” More recently, Kobe Bryant said, “Image is nothing. Thirst is everything. Obey your thirst.” I am pretty sure that Kobe would now say that image is not nothing. What we do and what we say does not seem to be nearly as important to the public as what it appears we said and did. It also seems that the media holds celebrities to a higher level of scrutiny. Every indiscretion and misstep is magnified, photographed, discussed, and solved in magazines and on television. However, the level of disappointment and dissatisfaction seems to be lacking. In fact, we are more surprised when a celebrity lives a clean life than when one falls into an abusive relationship with people, substances or indiscretions.
When it comes to people of “the cloth” – ministers – men and women who have chosen to work in the church as a profession, there seems to be a shift in the level of dismay. There is a greater expectation that comes with the scrutiny of the public eye. Unfortunately, the level of shock decreases with every man and woman directly affiliated with church leadership that takes a public hit. At first glance of such a sight, the immediate reaction is a feeling of unfair treatment. Why should I, as a minister in the church, be held to a different level of expectation than any other human that walks this Earth? I am, after all, just a human. I make mistakes like everyone else. People have to understand that. Contrary to popular belief, I am not perfect. (Gasp, Look of shock, surprise and amazement!!)
But, alas, the public unknowingly expresses the same sentiment that God does. James 3.1 says that those who teach will be judged more strictly. Because of the position of leadership entrusted to us and the impact that we have on the paths of faith for those who trust in our teaching, we must be keenly aware of the image we are displaying. As a prophet of God, the mouthpiece of God or the face of the church (whether rightly or wrongly so, it is often the case)we must not only be aware of not only what we say and do, but what our actions and words appear to communicate to the public. There are many things that are not, in and of themselves wrong, but have to be avoided as a leader in God’s church because of the image it portrays and projects onto the church and the body of Christ. We must always be aware of the impact we have on the image the church we serve, the people who follow us, and what our actions say to those who trust in our choices and discretion.
When it comes to people of “the cloth” – ministers – men and women who have chosen to work in the church as a profession, there seems to be a shift in the level of dismay. There is a greater expectation that comes with the scrutiny of the public eye. Unfortunately, the level of shock decreases with every man and woman directly affiliated with church leadership that takes a public hit. At first glance of such a sight, the immediate reaction is a feeling of unfair treatment. Why should I, as a minister in the church, be held to a different level of expectation than any other human that walks this Earth? I am, after all, just a human. I make mistakes like everyone else. People have to understand that. Contrary to popular belief, I am not perfect. (Gasp, Look of shock, surprise and amazement!!)
But, alas, the public unknowingly expresses the same sentiment that God does. James 3.1 says that those who teach will be judged more strictly. Because of the position of leadership entrusted to us and the impact that we have on the paths of faith for those who trust in our teaching, we must be keenly aware of the image we are displaying. As a prophet of God, the mouthpiece of God or the face of the church (whether rightly or wrongly so, it is often the case)we must not only be aware of not only what we say and do, but what our actions and words appear to communicate to the public. There are many things that are not, in and of themselves wrong, but have to be avoided as a leader in God’s church because of the image it portrays and projects onto the church and the body of Christ. We must always be aware of the impact we have on the image the church we serve, the people who follow us, and what our actions say to those who trust in our choices and discretion.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Where's the Bush?
What is it to be "called" into something? We often think of it in terms of ministerial positions, but do we feel as though we are "called" to do the things we are passionate about? Why do we choose to be accountants, salesmen, lawyers, doctors or carpenters? Is it just a convenient way of providing for one's self or family, or is there a sense of purpose behind the career paths we choose? Is it proper that a higher scrutiny is placed on the "calling" of one going into ministry?
There are times when I think that it would be easier to know the right way if God would just appear to me in a burning bush and tell me where it is He wants me to go. However, it is very quickly that I realize that even in cases such as these, it wasn't very easy. Abram doubted, Sarai laughed, Moses told God that His choice was wrong, and Jonah ran away (maybe he was the smartest one). A divine calling, though, is crucial to the success and enduring longevity of a minister's effort. When times are difficult and the strain on person and family seems to be too great to bear, it is often a sense of obligation to God that gives the foresight to press on and move forward with the path we are on.
I know that God has blessed me in ways that are unique. I know that I am passionate about working in His Kingdom. I know that so many friends and family agree that the path I am on is the correct one, but there are so many forks in the road. I also know that God will work through me and my family regardless of the choice we make and what precise path we decide to take.
I pray for the wisdom to recognize the voice of God whatever form it may come in. I pray for a soft heart that is willing to be molded by His Spirit. I pray that my eyes be wide open and focused clearly in his direction when He shows the way. I pray that I am awake and alert when opportunity knocks on my door so that I may not miss one chance to consider. I pray for His peace to fill my life and those close to me.
There are times when I think that it would be easier to know the right way if God would just appear to me in a burning bush and tell me where it is He wants me to go. However, it is very quickly that I realize that even in cases such as these, it wasn't very easy. Abram doubted, Sarai laughed, Moses told God that His choice was wrong, and Jonah ran away (maybe he was the smartest one). A divine calling, though, is crucial to the success and enduring longevity of a minister's effort. When times are difficult and the strain on person and family seems to be too great to bear, it is often a sense of obligation to God that gives the foresight to press on and move forward with the path we are on.
I know that God has blessed me in ways that are unique. I know that I am passionate about working in His Kingdom. I know that so many friends and family agree that the path I am on is the correct one, but there are so many forks in the road. I also know that God will work through me and my family regardless of the choice we make and what precise path we decide to take.
I pray for the wisdom to recognize the voice of God whatever form it may come in. I pray for a soft heart that is willing to be molded by His Spirit. I pray that my eyes be wide open and focused clearly in his direction when He shows the way. I pray that I am awake and alert when opportunity knocks on my door so that I may not miss one chance to consider. I pray for His peace to fill my life and those close to me.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Little Things
A penny. One cent. If one is lying on the street, we rarely take the time to notice or stop to pick it up, But if every car that passed by the Memorial Road church building during a work day dropped that one penny into the "Pennies for Hope" bucket, more than $100.00 could be raised each day. I praise God for the little opportunities to witness His majesty and praise Him each day. I pray for the foresight to see His Glory in the small, menial, everyday things and tasks of life.
A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. I pray for the boldness to worship and praise the Almighty in a way that is pleasing and acceptable to God. I pray for the courage to stand tall and contend for the gospel even when I may be required to stand alone high on a hill in gale-force winds. We are the salt of the Earth, that is not to be questioned and isn't up for debate. What we do with that position of responsibility is entirely up to us. Will we try to hide it away? Or will we allow ourselves to be used as a tool for His Kingdom?
I pray also that God will protect and guard our hearts. A lens cap is such a small tool, but it plays a large roll in lens care. This little plastic cap protects the lens from scratches and damage. If it is not used, the lens may become scratched distorting the view of the lens and causing an impure quality in every photo shot with that lens. I praise Him for watching over and protecting us as His children - for guarding our hearts and granting us the ability to see things clearly when we allow Him to work in our lives. I praise him for protecting us from the severe damage of sin and being a shield around us. My God is my Rock - He is my Fortress.
To be in the presence of God is a fearful experience to those who experience it in the Bible. It brings thought of death as a sinner standing in the presence of a Holy God. I am thankful for a Savior who was willing to humble Himself as the Son of God and clothe himself in human flesh. I am thankful for a Savior who gave himself up and bore the punishment for our sin so that we may stand before God with boldness and confidence because we have been redeemed. I praise Him for all that He is and for all the He has done for us. I am thankful for the equipment that He provides that allows us to have a direct relationship with the Father and stand in the presence of His blazing glory. I praise Him - one to one. I am so thankful that the only advocate standing between me and the Creator is the One who gave himself up, my Savior and my Redeemer, Jesus Christ the Son of the Living God - the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End, the One who is Faithful and True.
I praise Him for His Spirit which He has placed within us that magnifies the Glory of God. It is so easy to amble through life and fail to recognize the wealth of opportunities to witness His glory and majesty. The Spirit, if we will allow it, makes those opportunities stand out and gives us insight to recognize the presence of God and the guidance of God in our every day life. Praise God with your actions today. I pray that we may live in such a way that the radiance of God explodes out of us, that the love of God flows out of us like a mighty rushing river. I pray that people may see how radically different we are as children of God and give Him the glory and praise and honor that he is due.
A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. I pray for the boldness to worship and praise the Almighty in a way that is pleasing and acceptable to God. I pray for the courage to stand tall and contend for the gospel even when I may be required to stand alone high on a hill in gale-force winds. We are the salt of the Earth, that is not to be questioned and isn't up for debate. What we do with that position of responsibility is entirely up to us. Will we try to hide it away? Or will we allow ourselves to be used as a tool for His Kingdom?
I pray also that God will protect and guard our hearts. A lens cap is such a small tool, but it plays a large roll in lens care. This little plastic cap protects the lens from scratches and damage. If it is not used, the lens may become scratched distorting the view of the lens and causing an impure quality in every photo shot with that lens. I praise Him for watching over and protecting us as His children - for guarding our hearts and granting us the ability to see things clearly when we allow Him to work in our lives. I praise him for protecting us from the severe damage of sin and being a shield around us. My God is my Rock - He is my Fortress.
To be in the presence of God is a fearful experience to those who experience it in the Bible. It brings thought of death as a sinner standing in the presence of a Holy God. I am thankful for a Savior who was willing to humble Himself as the Son of God and clothe himself in human flesh. I am thankful for a Savior who gave himself up and bore the punishment for our sin so that we may stand before God with boldness and confidence because we have been redeemed. I praise Him for all that He is and for all the He has done for us. I am thankful for the equipment that He provides that allows us to have a direct relationship with the Father and stand in the presence of His blazing glory. I praise Him - one to one. I am so thankful that the only advocate standing between me and the Creator is the One who gave himself up, my Savior and my Redeemer, Jesus Christ the Son of the Living God - the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End, the One who is Faithful and True.
I praise Him for His Spirit which He has placed within us that magnifies the Glory of God. It is so easy to amble through life and fail to recognize the wealth of opportunities to witness His glory and majesty. The Spirit, if we will allow it, makes those opportunities stand out and gives us insight to recognize the presence of God and the guidance of God in our every day life. Praise God with your actions today. I pray that we may live in such a way that the radiance of God explodes out of us, that the love of God flows out of us like a mighty rushing river. I pray that people may see how radically different we are as children of God and give Him the glory and praise and honor that he is due.
Monday, January 3, 2011
A Journey Begins
As a resolution for 2011, Heather and I decided that purposeful prayer and Bible study together was going to be a greater focus. I had been thinking of going back through Celebration of Discipline by Richard Foster and working to instill the 12 Spiritual Disciplines deeper into my daily routine. On Sunday, the same idea was presented to the congregation at Memorial Road church of Christ as a part of our Acts 29 initiation.
The focus this month is on the Discipline of Worship or Praise.
Praise is the practice of reordering my view of God and myself. I enthrone God to the highest place, where indeed he dwells. I dethrone myself to the lowest place, where indeed I dwell.
Isaiah 6:1-5
In the year of King Uzziah's death I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, lofty and exalted, with the train of His robe filling the temple. Seraphim stood above Him, each having six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew.
And one called out to another and said,
"Holy, Holy, Holy, is the LORD of hosts,
The (E)whole earth is full of His glory."
And the foundations of the thresholds trembled at the voice of him who called out, while the temple was filling with smoke.
Then I said,
"Woe is me, for I am ruined!
Because I am a man of unclean lips,
And I live among a people of unclean lips;
For my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts."
May I see the simple and overlooked things around me that scream the majesty of God. May my focus be directed to Praise the Almighty Creator of the Universe. May I not lose sight of the awe and reverence and fear that I should have for the God that allows me to stay so close to him.
Peace
<><
R Joshua Fowler
The focus this month is on the Discipline of Worship or Praise.
Praise is the practice of reordering my view of God and myself. I enthrone God to the highest place, where indeed he dwells. I dethrone myself to the lowest place, where indeed I dwell.
Isaiah 6:1-5
In the year of King Uzziah's death I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, lofty and exalted, with the train of His robe filling the temple. Seraphim stood above Him, each having six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew.
And one called out to another and said,
"Holy, Holy, Holy, is the LORD of hosts,
The (E)whole earth is full of His glory."
And the foundations of the thresholds trembled at the voice of him who called out, while the temple was filling with smoke.
Then I said,
"Woe is me, for I am ruined!
Because I am a man of unclean lips,
And I live among a people of unclean lips;
For my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts."
May I see the simple and overlooked things around me that scream the majesty of God. May my focus be directed to Praise the Almighty Creator of the Universe. May I not lose sight of the awe and reverence and fear that I should have for the God that allows me to stay so close to him.
Peace
<><
R Joshua Fowler
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