May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. [Psalm 19:14]
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This weekend, along with ghosts and pirates, we’ll probably see people dressed as super-heroes, Spider-Man, Disney princesses, or one of the characters from Toy Story, KPop Demon Hunters, Pokémon, or Star Wars. With the exception of Spidey, I probably won’t know many of the movie characters but, with their deathly white skin, blood red lips, high collared black capes, and fangs, Dracula and his vampire pals will be easy to recognize.
Harder to recognize, however, are emotional vampires. Looking like everyone else, rather than knocking at the door one night a year, they wheedle their way into our lives all year long. Rather than sucking our blood, they seem to suck the life out of us with their self-absorption, selfishness, sense of entitlement, unending drama, defensiveness, lack of boundaries, addictive behavior, and other toxic conduct. Once attacked, while we’re not drained of blood, we’re left emotionally drained, anxious, exasperated, and disheartened.
In the old Dracula movies, the victim had to invite the vampire inside and we must be wary of doing the same thing with emotional vampires. Being Christians (people filled with the fruit of the Spirit), however, makes us excellent targets for these predators. Loving God and loving others as ourselves, however, does not mean we have to allow anyone to inject his or her poison into our lives and “turning the other cheek” doesn’t mean tolerating unhealthy relationships.
When Jesus’ life was taken from Him—it was His choice and He willingly gave it up for us. While we can choose to be martyrs for Jesus, we must never allow someone to turn us into martyrs for them. The cross we are asked to carry is ours alone; emotional vampires, however, want us to carry theirs, as well!
Although emotional vampires don’t recognize boundaries, it’s important for us to know and keep ours. Jesus did that when He refused to settle a legal dispute between a man and his brother. [Luke 12:13-14] Like Jesus, we need to know when a mess isn’t ours to fix, the responsibility isn’t ours to take, the demands on us are unreasonable, and we’re not the ones at fault for someone’s else’s problems. It’s not easy to deny these bloodsuckers but carrying one another’s burdens does not mean taking their blame, getting taken advantage of, or being victimized. Walking in love doesn’t mean getting walked on like a doormat!
There is a fine line between helping someone and enabling them, but we must be willing to draw it! Granted, enabling people often seems easier in the short run but it is never kinder or wiser. Enabling someone simply protects them from the consequences of their actions, reinforces negative behavior, and perpetuates harmful conduct while helping someone leads to their growth, self-reliance, personal responsibility, and healthier relationships. As loving as Jesus was, His exchanges with the scribes and Pharisees tell us He didn’t tolerate or enable bad behavior; neither should we!
We can hand out candy to the vampires knocking on our doors this weekend but, while we can pray for them, we must never hand our lives to the emotional vampires that come knocking. With their demands on our love, attention, and affirmation, emotional vampires hijack our hearts, time, and energy when the only one to whom we are to surrender our lives is Jesus! The Apostle Paul’s words that, “We are each responsible for our own conduct,” [Galatians 6:5] also mean we are not responsible for anyone else’s conduct.
In spite of the ominous looking sky, I thought the rain was more than an hour away, so I confidently set off on my morning walk. By the time I was halfway around the lake, the clouds were delivering their rain. While meteorology isn’t my strong suit, optimism probably is, which explains why I had neither umbrella nor phone with me. As I slowly got soaked, I thought of the quote “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass; it’s about learning to dance in the rain.” We can choose to be wet and miserable or wet and happy; either way we’ll still be soaked, so we might as well be wet and happy! Although I didn’t dance, I didn’t let the rain dampen my spirits. By the time I got home, the rain had stopped and I was blessed by a rainbow!
There are those of us for whom the glass is half full and others for whom it is half empty. I’m just thankful there’s anything in the glass! However, for the Thai Buddhist master Ajahn Chaa, that glass was broken. He explained his reasoning by holding up a glass and admiring the way it held water, glistened in the sunlight, and rang when tapped while being fully aware that one day the wind could blow it off the shelf or it would be knocked from the table and the glass would shatter. For the Buddhist master, thinking of the glass as already broken made every minute with it “precious” (whether full or empty). While the monk enjoyed the glass while he had it, he never worried about it breaking nor did he mourn its loss when it broke. Fully aware of life’s fragility and truly appreciative of all it had to offer, rather than a pessimist, Ajahn Chaa was a mindful realist and his explanation was about more than a water glass. Nevertheless, I suspect that the Buddhist master, who spent seven years living in the forest while wandering through the countryside, also knew how to dance in the rain.
Indeed, we live in a broken world—a world with disease, disaster, destruction, storms, and death. Life itself is fragile and far more than glasses shatter and break. Ecclesiastes 3 tells us that there is a time for everything—both pleasant and unpleasant—and no state of affairs in this life is permanent. Rather than static, stable, and enduring, the things of life change, transform, and take flight. Ultimately, God ordains both the times of their coming and going, as well as their purpose. We mortals, however, find His divine timetable mysterious. Like the Buddhist master, we must embrace life’s unpredictability and make the most of what we have while we have it!
I understand there’s a saying in the south: “Be where your feet are.” In other words, be attentive to the present and what God has placed in our paths at the moment. Yes, storms come unexpectedly, glasses break, and people come and go. Like the phases of the moon, life waxes and wanes and, like the tides, it ebbs and flows. The one constant we have is God and the one moment we have is right now! There’s no point wasting the precious minutes of life ruminating over past “would’ves”, “could’ves”, and” should’ves” or worrying about the “what-ifs” of the future when we have been gifted with the present!
Heavenly Father, guide us to be mindful so that we delight in every person, place, thing, circumstance, and breath with which we’ve been blessed. Give us the ability to feel your presence, hear your music, and dance in the rain!
Be happy in the moment, that’s enough. Each moment is all we need, not more. [Mother Teresa]
Trust the past to God’s mercy, the present to God’s love, and the future to God’s providence. [Augustine]
At an elevation of 12,388 feet, the oxygen at the summit of Japan’s Mt. Fuji has two-thirds the density of oxygen at sea level. With an elevation gain of about 5,000 feet, the climb up takes from 5 to 10 hours and the descent down about 3 to 4 hours (not including time taken for much-needed breaks). Covered with snow most of the year, Mt. Fuji’s trails are closed from September 10 to early July because of freezing weather and hazardous conditions. Nevertheless, in April of last year, a 27-year-old university student attempted to climb to its peak. Unfortunately, his adventure ended when he had to be airlifted to a hospital because of altitude sickness.
It’s common sense that, if you get stuck on a mountain and need a helicopter to rescue you, you probably shouldn’t go back. Nevertheless, the same young man returned to Mt. Fuji four days later. Apparently, having left his mobile phone and belongings behind on the mountain, he hiked up to retrieve them. Fortunately, another hiker alerted authorities when he came upon the young man shaking, injured, and unable to move on the trail; once again, he was airlifted to the hospital because of altitude sickness!
That university student certainly was slow to learn his lesson; once should have been enough. His story made me think of Israel’s history as told in the books of Judges, Kings, and Chronicles. God clearly told them the rules—love, honor, obey, and worship only Jehovah and love their fellow man—and He warned them of the consequences of disobedience. God’s rules were as clear as the “Trails Closed” signs on Mt. Fuji. Moreover, unlike the guideposts that are removed when Fuji’s trails are closed, God made sure the Israelites always had the Book of the Law to guide them on their way! Nevertheless, just as the hiker was free to ignore the closed signs, the Hebrews were free to ignore God’s Word and engage in idolatry, immorality, apostasy, and other sins.
As a consequence of the young man’s willfulness and perversity, he came dangerously close to dying. As a consequence of Israel’s willfulness and perversity, God allowed them to be oppressed by their enemies. Eventually, they’d repent and call God for help. While I’m not sure about his repentance, I imagine the young man regretted his defiance of the rules as he lay on the ground nauseated, dizzy, exhausted, and struggling for breath. But, just as the hapless young man was rescued by paramedics in a helicopter once help was called, God always intervened and delivered Israel from their oppressors once they returned to Him. A time of peace and well-being would follow but, just as the young man failed to learn his lesson and attempted the climb again, Israel was slow to learn their lesson; they’d sin again and the cycle of suffering and oppression would be repeated all over again.
Time and time again, in spite of their unfaithfulness, God intervened to save His people and rescue them. Along with the consequences of sin, the Hebrew Scriptures tell the story of God’s divine grace, forgiveness, and patience. When we repent of our sins and turn back to God, He will be there for us! As for that foolish young man—I hope he finally learned his lesson. He was fortunate that another hiker found him and alerted authorities; next time he may not be so fortunate! Moreover, the local taxpayers (who bore the cost of his rescues) are not as patient and forgiving as God and they’re now looking into ways to make reckless hikers bear the cost of rescue!
Just as Mt. Fuji’s “Trails Closed” signs don’t prevent foolhardy hikers from ascending the mountain, God’s law didn’t prevent Israel from idolatry and other sins. Like them, we’ve been given the liberty of choice but that doesn’t mean we always will choose wisely. Nevertheless, it’s been said that mistakes are for learning, not for repeating. Unlike ancient Israel and that university student in Japan, let us repent when we err, learn from our errors, and not repeat them again!
But what is liberty without wisdom, and without virtue? It is the greatest of all possible evils; for it is folly, vice, and madness, without tuition or restraint. [Edmund Burke]
O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer! [Joseph Scriven]
“That’s more like it!” I thought as I read Psalm 47; I certainly preferred it to the imprecations in the previous set of Psalms I’d read. Having been reading the Bible in chronological rather than canonical order, that last set of psalms followed David’s trials and were ones of lament and grievance. It was only after reading the duties in the Temple that I finally came to the praise psalms. These psalms of worship, adoration, and thanksgiving seem more appropriate for Israel’s book of prayers and hymns than the earlier ones about wickedness, treachery, calamity, and vengeance.
Although I prefer the joyful psalms, there is a reason Israel’s prayer book has lasted over 3,000 years and continues to be our prayer book today. Rather than a sappy feel-good book of poetry, Psalms reflects the gamut of human experience and emotions. When the disciples asked Jesus how to pray, I’m surprised He didn’t direct them to the Psalms for guidance. Prayer simply is a conversation with God and it’s in the book of Psalms that we witness humanity speaking to God as well as God speaking to us!
Prayer is what we do when we realize we aren’t the ones in control and the Psalms show us how to be honest with God. Their words are intense, raw, and honest. Concealing nothing, they encompass everything from extreme joy to overwhelming sorrow and fiercest anger to the deepest regret. If the Psalmist is suffering, fearful, angry, depressed, or exhausted, he says so as readily as he expresses his elation, adoration, and thanksgiving. Never pretending that all is well when it isn’t, he fearlessly lays out his feelings before God. Wretchedness and joy, pain and jubilation, wickedness and virtue, despair and hope, grief and thanksgiving, fear and confidence: all are articulated.
When I seriously evaluate my own prayer life, I’m nowhere near as unguarded and straight-forward as the psalmists. Of course, God knows my personal struggles but, unlike David and the other psalmists, I’m not as willing to lay them so passionately and openly at His feet. If we don’t pray with abandonment and freely bring God our outrage, anger, fear, and disappointment as well as our thanks, joy, and praise, then to whom can we bring it? When Joseph Scriven wrote the words, “Take it to the Lord in prayer,” he meant all of it, not just the pretty stuff. I’m sure God would prefer honest words of grievance to false words of praise any day.
A human heart is like a ship on a wild sea, driven by the storm-winds from the four quarters of the world. Here it is struck with fear and worry about coming disaster; there comes grief and sadness because of present evil. Here breathes a breeze of hope and of expectation of happiness to come; there blows security and joy in present blessings. These storm-winds teach us to speak with earnestness, and open the heart, and pour out what lies at the bottom of it. … What is the greatest thing in the Psalter but this earnest speaking amid these storm-winds of every kind? Where does one find such words of joy as in the psalms of praise and thanksgiving? … On the other hand, where do you find deeper, more sorrowful, more pitiful words of sadness than in the psalms of lamentation? … And, as was said, it is the best thing of all that they speak these words to God and with God. [Martin Luther, Preface to the Psalter]
Jesus clearly promises forgiveness of our sins but some people treat this gift like Monopoly’s “Get Out of Jail Free” card. In John Bunyan’s wonderful allegory, The Pilgrim’s Progress, we meet such a person—Mr. Selfwill. Confident in God’s promise of “eternal security,” Selfwill feels free to live any way he wants. Since David committed adultery, Rahab lied, and Jacob deceived, Mr. Selfwill reasons that he can deliberately do those things, as well. He thinks anyone who believes that Jesus has forgiven his sins has the freedom to sin willfully as long as he has some virtues to go along with his sins. Foolishly thinking his good deeds cancel out his bad ones, the unregenerate pretender deliberately sins.
Because we are sinners, all Christians will struggle with sin and it is not until we see Jesus face to face that we’ll be completely free from sin. Nevertheless, Christ didn’t die on the cross so mankind would continue to sin! Bunyon’s characters Honest and Great Heart explain to Selfwill that falling into sin and deliberately committing it are not the same things. There is a difference between a stumble into the mud puddle and an eager and deliberate leap into the muck so one can wallow in it! Selfwill, however, has the attitude of, “Since I’m saved and all my sins are forgiven, I can (and will) keep sinning.”
While a genuine believer won’t lose his share in Christ’s salvation when he sins and repents, Mr. Selfwill isn’t a genuine believer. Nor is he repentant! Confident that he can’t lose his salvation when he eagerly and intentionally sins, Selfwill doesn’t realize he’s never been saved! Believing that Jesus died for our sins is the correct doctrine but believing in a doctrine is not what saves us. We are saved when we believe in and give our lives to the right person—Jesus Christ—a distinction Selfwill missed. We don’t just believe in Jesus with our minds; after all, even Satan believed in Him. We must believe in Jesus with our hearts and souls—our entire being! Forgiveness is not something to be taken lightly and, for the true believer, willfully continuing to sin is not an option. Rather than deliberately committing a sin, the true believer wants to be delivered from his sins.
If we are living a life that is indistinguishable from that of an unbeliever, it’s time to look in a mirror and examine ourselves. Have we truly received Christ as our Lord and Savior? In Bunyon’s book, Mr. Selfwill bypassed the narrow Wicket Gate opening into the Way. When he (and others like him who climbed over the gate) arrive at the Celestial City, they will find the door locked and be unable to gain admittance. The same will be true in real life for those who’ve not been reborn—whose lives have not been transformed by the Holy Spirit.
When I was a girl in elementary school, the teachers would speak ominously of our permanent records. While the warning that Santa knew when we were good or bad only worked during December, a teacher’s threat of, “This is going on your permanent record!” scared us into obedience the entire year! I suspect elementary schoolers in the 1950s were more naïve than today’s youngsters, but my friends and I were convinced that each of us had a permanent record that logged more than test scores, grades, and attendance records. It listed every infraction or disciplinary action from kindergarten on through high school and beyond. Every time we used our outside voices inside, chewed gum in class, forgot the hall pass, passed notes, lost our lunch money, or were sent to the office, our transgression was documented for posterity. Passed from teacher to teacher and school to school, we suspected that permanent record might even follow us into “grown-up” life!
I imagine that feared “permanent record” is no longer a threat in the 21st century. Nevertheless, with the advent of social media and apps like Tik Tok, Instagram, Snapchat, BeReal, and You Tube, today’s youngsters are far more likely to have a real permanent record of their assorted transgressions, pranks, foolishness, idiocy, and misadventure than I ever was! Sadly, many of their bad decisions are saved for posterity and truly will follow them into adulthood.
Fortunately, God doesn’t keep a permanent record of our transgressions, failures, disobedience, and offences. When Jesus died on the cross, He paid for our sins (past, present, and future) once and for all. Once we repent and accept Jesus, our sins are both forgiven and removed. Erasing them from our permanent record, God chooses not to remember them. His forgiveness, however, doesn’t mean we’ll never sin. We’re flawed human beings. And, just as we didn’t get 100% on every test in school, we won’t do life perfectly. Nevertheless, because of Christ’s sacrifice and our faith, our sins no longer have any bearing on our salvation. When we repent and ask forgiveness, God’s loving grace forgives us and yesterday’s mistakes have no bearing on today. God gets out his holy eraser again and again and wipes them away. Along with the Apostle Paul, we can forget what is behind us and look forward to what lies ahead.
If seven times a day we offend him and repent, does he forgive? Ay, that he does. This is to be unfeignedly believed, and I do believe it: I believe that, often as I transgress, God is more ready to forgive me than I am ready to offend, though, alas, I am all too ready to transgress. Hast thou right thoughts of God, dear hearer? If so, then thou knowest that he is a tender father, willing to wipe the tear of penitence away, and press his offending child to his bosom, and kiss him with the kisses of his forgiving love. [Charles Spurgeon]
