Unity is Not…

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John’s gospel records our Lord’s High Priestly petition in which he prayed that we, his followers, would be united.  This is how he worded it, “May they [that would include us] be brought to complete unity to let the world know that you sent me and have loved them even as you have loved me.”  (John 17:23 NIV)

Two thousand years have passed since that prayer; unfortunately disunity and discord have dogged much of church history.  What do we 21st century Christians need to learn about the value of stronger unity?  Some might prefer an acrostic of unity’s descriptors, but instead, let’s consider an acrostic of “what unity is not.”  These terms, which are often mistaken as building blocks to unity, will most likely result in strife and unrest.  As we examine these imposters, hopefully we will better understand what creates unity in the church. 

Unity is not:

Uniformity – Many have mistakenly concluded that in order to achieve unity, there must be a uniformity of ideas, thoughts and opinions.  Unity has never been about total agreement.  If you are or have been married, then you know that a couple can be united without agreeing on every point.  One of the great legacies of our Stone/Campbell heritage is the plea for unity.  As one studies through our movement’s history, it quickly becomes apparent that Stone and Campbell didn’t agree on everything, but that didn’t stop them from being united in their efforts to reform the church and spread the gospel.  They remained united on the authority of Scripture.

Natural – I contend that unity does not come naturally; it requires hard work.  Granted, it is worth the work, but it is far easier to be content with one’s own thoughts, ideas and convictions.  When we work toward unity, those thoughts, ideas and convictions will be challenged.  But I’m a better person when I’m challenged to think through and defend what I believe.  In his book Fuzzy Memories, Jack Handey writes: “There used to be this bully who would demand my lunch money every day. Since I was smaller, I would give it to him. Then I decided to fight back. I started to take karate lessons, but then the karate teacher said I had to start paying him five dollars a lesson. So, I just went back to paying the bully instead.” Unity is hard work – sometimes it is easier to simply “pay the bully.”

Incidental – Unity will not occur incidentally or accidentally.  If we just sit around waiting for the spirit of unity to come knocking on the church door, we’re going to be waiting a loooong time!  Unity requires an intentionality.  As disciples each of us must be intentional about seeking unity in the church.  Physically speaking, good health isn’t incidental, either.  We must be intentional about eating properly and exercising appropriately – sitting around waiting for good health to show up has the opposite effect.  The same is true in the Body of Christ; waiting for unity to “just happen” will have the opposite impact.

Trivial – Some treat unity as if it doesn’t really matter.  Nothing could be farther from the truth.  It was in the closing hours of his earthly ministry that Jesus prayed for unity!  If Jesus felt compelled to spend those precious last hours praying for unity among his followers – both present and those yet to come – then there is nothing trivial about it! As Christians, we ought to pray for and work toward unity in the congregations where we worship and serve.  Don’t take it lightly; the world needs to see that we are ONE before they can be WON.  That’s not trivial!

Yielding – Unity does not mean that you will be required to yield your beliefs or convictions in order to find common ground.  Remember, we will never have unity with the world, but then, that’s not our goal.  We seek unity in the church.  Again, some mistakenly conclude that they will have to give up what is important in order to find that oneness.  That runs counter to the very heart of unity.  Yes, sometimes compromise may be needed, but we can compromise opinions without yielding convictions.  Stand firm in your faith and on God’s Word.  The last word on unity is always God’s Word!   

Don’t strive for uniformity, don’t expect unity to come naturally, don’t wait for it to happen incidentally, don’t treat it trivially, and don’t yield your convictions to accomplish it.  Seek unity in Jesus Christ and our churches will become a reflection of our Lord’s heartfelt prayer.   

Pace Yourself

person lacing up black tennis shoes

Pace yourself. That’s wisdom suitable for a seasoned athlete…or any Christian. With the COVID-delayed 2020 Summer Olympics beginning this month, many Americans will be tuning in to watch all the games from the artistry of gymnastics to the exhaustion of track and field events as well as everything in between.  Even Olympic badminton can be exciting!

Not all the Olympic events receive as much televised attention or fan interest, but all teach us lessons about skill and tenacity. And this is where pacing becomes part of the equation. An athlete may possess great skill and have incredible tenacity, but if that athlete does not pace himself or herself for the long haul, the skill and tenacity will be lost.

What’s wrong with an un-paced life?

An un-paced life is wearisome. Expending your energy quickly may be good for sprinters, but is disastrous for distance athletes, leaving them weary when they need the strength to finish. Too many stressful moments, worrisome days or chaotic weeks and you’ll be flirting with emotional burnout. And as your emotional state simmers, your demeanor becomes irritable and inconsiderate. Tempers flare. Words become terse, patience grows short, email and text responses take on an abrupt feel that leave others wondering what you really mean. Your usual, loveable personality packs up and goes on an extended vacation.   And while you may be able to keep it together in public, your family often suffers through your meltdowns at home.

An un-paced life often lacks integrity. When you bite off more than you can chew, some responsibilities are hard to swallow. You get IRS heartburn – Integrity at Risk Syndrome. Some wise sage once said, “The person who burns the candle at both ends isn’t nearly as bright as he thinks he is.”  When exhausted, you are more tempted to cut corners; you don’t care how you get things done or even if you get them done. And that leads to guilt, because you know you should do better. There’s no satisfaction in responsibilities done poorly.

As the emotional burnout deepens, you may even consider compromising your integrity. When you are emotionally and mentally exhausted, your spiritual energy suffers. You become dismissive of spiritual disciplines that normally would be viewed as priorities. In essence, you stop caring about the important matters of life because your mental and emotional clarity has been compromised by exhaustion. Your integrity takes a beating.

I enjoy anything that has to do with aircraft and aviation history. One of my favorite television series from the late seventies portrayed the WW II squadron known as the Black Sheep Squadron. Flying F4U Corsairs in the south Pacific, the series loosely reenacted the antics of squadron leader “Pappy” Boyington and the marine pilots under his command. Some time ago, I discovered a website that offered the entire television series for sale on DVD. The site presented the product as “all thirty-seven uncut NBC episodes” – what a find!  When the DVDs arrived, they were homemade discs copied from VHS tapes of the series as aired on the History Channel. Needless to say, I was disappointed. Technically, I received all 37 episodes (with commercial interruptions as a bonus!) but I was far from satisfied. The product had been misrepresented – corners had been cut and integrity sacrificed.

You and I cannot afford such fallout from mental and emotional burnout. Former US Senator, Alan Simpson said it best, “If you have integrity, nothing else matters. If you don’t have integrity, nothing else matters.” 

Consider these simple ideas to help you keep pace:

  • Be realistic in how much you can do. Take on too many responsibilities and you’ll find yourself headed toward burnout. Don’t take on more than you can accomplish with excellence.
  • Find ways to clear your mind and refresh your energy. When the stress of life weighs you down, step back for a moment. Pause and read a chapter from your favorite style of book. Exercise or take a walk in God’s creation – it will help restore your focus. Talk with a trusted friend and enlist their prayer support. Watch a funny movie and laugh out loud. Any of these activities can help refresh and restore your mental and emotional energy.
  • Reserve time for your family or close friends. Invest emotional capital in those irreplaceable relationships so that when you are struggling, they can provide your biggest support and encouragement.
  • Most importantly, make quality time for your relationship with God. Pray, spend time in the Word and seek the guidance of the Holy Spirit. Make the Lord your priority!

Life is not a short race; it is a marathon. You cannot afford to give out halfway through this race. Pace yourself so that you can “…press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called you heavenward in Christ Jesus.”  Phil. 3:14 (NIV)

Influential Elders

My father served as an elder in my hometown congregation for decades.  He and the men who served with him had a huge impact on my life, an impact that followed me into ministry and shaped my understanding of what an elder could be.  Central Christian Church in Huntingburg, Indiana, was not a large congregation during my youth but the one hundred or so people who worshipped there laid a solid spiritual foundation on which to build my life.  That was due in large part to good elders whose influence filtered down through the pews. 

Interestingly, every elder liked to sing and they all had great voices.  (Liking to sing and being able to sing are not synonymous!)  They became known as The Singing Shepherds and were frequently invited to sing at revivals, men’s rallies and area congregations.  I realize now how truly unique they were; those shepherds served and sang as one voice to the Lord.  Their slightly faded signatures on my ordination certificate remind me of their rich legacy imprinted on my life.  What was it that made their ministry so effective?  Let me share a few reflections:

They were qualified.  These men were not perfect by any stretch.  They had flaws like all of us, but they were above reproach.  I watched genuine servants at work.  As an elder, strive to be above reproach.  Nothing detracts from our Lord’s church like a disconnect between a leader’s role and his character.

They were friends.  These men truly enjoyed one another’s company.  I realize there is no biblical requirement for elders to be friends, but their comradery was indispensable in the challenging moments of church work.  As an elder, spend time with your fellow elders away from church duties.  Eat in one another’s homes; find times for social activities without gathering in a corner for a “quick elder’s conference.”  Keep the church business separate – build friendships, because those relationships will keep your eldership intact through the tough times.

They were positive.  I’m not suggesting that everything went smoothly; it didn’t.  They dealt with some prickly issues over the years, but they remained positive even through the challenges.  As I look back on those elders, the word laughter comes to mind.  These men could always find a reason to smile and laugh.  And, as we know, laughter is good medicine.  As an elder, keep smiling and laughing.  I know there are heartbreaking issues in the church but stay positive.  We serve a God for whom nothing is impossible.  I hope the congregation you serve remembers your smiles and laughter.

They were role models.  Long before I understood the concept of mentoring, these men were doing that for me and others in the congregation.  I marvel to think of what I learned from their examples.  As an elder, be worthy of imitation.  There are youth in your congregation who are desperate for a positive role model.

They were faithful to their last breath.  As an elder, stay faithful to the very end.  With your last breath, leave a legacy of faithfulness.  On Saturday evening, January 18th, 2020 my 92-year-old father’s last earthly breath slipped from his lips and he drew in his first breath of celestial air in that place where death is no more.  I miss him but he was ever so ready to go!  And I know where he is and Who is with him.  Dad was the last of The Singing Shepherds to go home – the last of a band of brothers who impacted my home congregation and my life personally.  I sure would like to hear them sing now!

The Best Things in Life

Have you ever considered what you would have if you didn’t own a thing? Look at the beauty of nature around us; only God could paint such a glorious scene. Very soon our southern Indiana hills will explode in the colors of spring. The soft white of the Dogwood blossom combined with the delicate purple of the Red Bud will add a splash of life to the barren landscape. No artist can duplicate the grandeur of that which belongs to each of us in the spring of the year. Or spend time with friends and feel the warmth of their loyalty or the joy of their smiles. No amount of money could buy something so valuable.

Gaze into the eyes of a small child and watch them dance with the wonder of life all around them and remember that each day of life is precious. Hug your family and remember they are more precious than gold. Art Buchwald was right when he wrote, “The best things in life aren’t things.” Indeed, the best things in life are gifts from God!

And speaking of dogwood blooms, I’m always reminded of the folk tale that surrounds this gnarled little tree. Legend has it that the dogwood was once strong and straight, and its timber was used for the cross of Jesus. Following Christ’s death, however, the dogwood was so ashamed that God made it spindly and crooked, so that it could never again be used for such a dishonorable purpose.

Of course, the legend is not true, but the story of the crucifixion is seen in each blossom. Four white petals form a cross with a notch in each petal edge like a nail print. Each indentation contains a reddish-brown spot as if to mark Christ’s blood from his head, hands and feet. And in the center of the blossom one can see what appears to be the crown of thorns. But the story doesn’t end there. Because the blossom itself is alive, it reminds us of Christ’s resurrection.

Even in the humble dogwood we discover anew the greatest story ever told!  It’s true – the best things in life aren’t things.

Have You Thought About Ice?

Ice – amazing, isn’t it, how something so simple as frozen water can bring our lives to a screeching halt.  And while we regret the impact of icy roads, slick sidewalks and treacherous steps, even in the nature of ice, we see God’s creative fingerprint. 

For most of us, ice is so ordinary that we seldom pause to consider its uniqueness.  Nearly all compounds become denser as they get colder.  Water, however, is most dense at 39 degrees.  At 32 degrees – the freezing temperature – water does the unexpected; it expands as it freezes making ice lighter, not heavier.  “Big deal,” you say. Yes, it is a big deal – it’s actually a matter of life and death.  If ice, like most compounds, were denser it would sink and cause lakes to freeze from the bottom up. Consequently, most lakes, with a few exceptions, would be solid ice by March killing all life in the process. But because ice is lighter it forms on top of the water and creates an insulating layer between the cold air above and the life below.  So, when spring returns, there is life in the lakes and ponds because ice floats.  

If God can sustain marine life through the harsh winter with something so simple as ice, imagine what he can do to sustain you in the harsh moments of life! 

February Challenge: Express the Love of God in Your Life

In the early days of 2021’s second month, our attention can be drawn to several special days.  Perhaps it’s February 2nd and an overgrown, pampered, weather-predicting rodent that resides in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania.  You know the drill; if he sees his shadow, that’s six more weeks of bad weather.  However, if the sun doesn’t shine on the old woodchuck, the resurgence of springtime life is supposedly just around the corner.  Unfortunately, he got a glimpse of his shadow (so they tell us) and now the immediate future is gray and cold.

Did you ever wonder how Ground Hog’s Day came to be? Believe it or not, in the ancient church February 2nd – Candlemas – commemorated the day when the infant Jesus was presented at the temple forty days after his birth. As time passed, however, people added their superstitious beliefs to the date. How and when the ground hog entered the picture I do not know. But this I do know. The resurgence of life in the soul comes as a gift from God through His Son. That is truly good news! As for the ground hog and an early spring? I wouldn’t hang up your winter coat just yet! 

Or maybe it’s February 12th (Lincoln’s birthday) or February 22nd (Washington’s birthday), two of our greatest presidents.  Wouldn’t they be appalled at our polarized government and culture today? 

Perhaps you’re looking forward to February 26th – National Pistachio Day.  It’s kind of a nutty celebration.

But I suspect most first think of Valentine’s Day in association with February. Poet, Robert Frost, wrote this simple statement about the heart’s affection, “Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.”  There is a longing deep within us to love and be loved. This month the floral, greeting card and candy industries will profit greatly from our desire to express our love to that special person in our lives.

One man asked his wife of 25 years, “Is it alright if I take you out for a hamburger for Valentine’s Day?” “Certainly,” she replied, “as long as that hamburger is in Hawaii.” A gift of love requires thought, effort and some sacrifice. Extravagant or simple, it’s the heartfelt motivation behind the gift that makes it meaningful.  One of the more familiar verses of Scripture begins with these words, “For God so loved the world that He gave…” (John 3:16). God’s expression of love didn’t come as a red, heart-shaped box of candy or a bouquet of roses, but no gift has been more extravagant or heartfelt.  God’s love bridges the gap between his heart and ours, a bridge shaped like a cross. That gift, more than any other, satisfies the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired. 

 This month do something irresistibly meaningful for another life to express the love of God within you.  Do it without expecting something in return and your February will have great meaning…regardless of the weather prognostication of a furry rodent in Pennsylvania. 

Through the Eyes of a Child

Nativity Scene

December is a wonderful time of year.  Yes, I know, it gets cold in the hills and hollers of southern Indiana.  And yes, I know, we could get a big snow at the most inconvenient moment.  But December is wonderful because it is the month we pause to celebrate the best gift ever – the gift of the infant Christ.  Consequently, the joy of Christmas is always best viewed through the eyes of a child. 

Each December as we unpack our nativity scene, I smile to remember a Christmas when our oldest daughter Emily was very young.  I had arranged the characters in the scene as always with the shepherd and sheep peering in from the outside.  Sometime later, however, I passed the nativity and discovered the sheep were all inside the stable.  I didn’t think much about it as I rearranged them but later in the day, they were back in again.  Now I was puzzled.  This went on for a couple of days but neither Elsie nor I had touched them, so how did they get there?  We were mystified; Emily was much too small to be moving them, wasn’t she?  But sure enough, we discovered that it was Emily.  Each time she had pulled a step stool over to reach the table and rearrange the sheep.  Her explanation?  “Sheep belong in a barn.”  

She was right – livestock belong in a stable; a manger is no place to lay a baby.  Sheep are at home around a feeding trough, but the infant Jesus deserved better.  But with such a humble birth, God demonstrated his incredible love for all people.  He didn’t come solely for the famous, the rich or the powerful.  No, he came quietly, simply and humbly so that he could relate to everyone, from the least to the greatest.  And aren’t you glad that we too are welcomed at the foot of his manger?  You see, his birth made possible our new birth!

So, during this season, don’t get so busy in preparing for the holidays that you forget to prepare your heart to worship the One who came to be the Light of the world.  Stay close to him this Christmas!

Don’t Worry; Be Faithful

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Are you a worrier?  Is today simply a stress rehearsal for tomorrow?  Do you chew your nails?  Do you experience the occasional butterfly in your stomach, or do you wrestle with a whole fighter squadron of them flying in formation?   

Just remember, worry is like a rocking chair.  You may feel a lot of moving and shaking, but you won’t get anywhere.  In these days of COVID, I’ve seen a lot of shaking and quaking due to fear, helplessness and hopelessness.  Don’t let worry dominate your life; after all, worry, is a thief that robs you of your:

Worth.
Opportunities.
Relationships.
Reason.
Youthfulness.

Worry, like a stone mason, chips away at our self-worth.  And make no mistake about it, worry never uses a small chisel for delicate work; it employs a jackhammer that rips through even the toughest resolve.  Worry can reduce you to second guessing and doubtful conclusions.  It will destroy your confidence.  But remember what 2 Timothy 1:7 teaches us, “For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.” (NLT)  You can overcome worry through the power of God and a disciplined life in him.

Worry, like a fog, blinds us to some wonderful opportunities.  According to our nation’s Bureau of Standards, a dense fog covering seven city blocks to a depth of a hundred feet contains less than one glass of water.  Hard to believe, isn’t it?  All of that fog, if it could be condensed into its liquid form, wouldn’t quite fill an average drinking glass.     A dense fog obscures our vision, blocks out the light and makes us feel disoriented.  What fog is to your surroundings, worry is to your mind.  It prevents you from being able to visualize the big picture, it blocks the light of the good things that happen in your life, and it makes you feel disoriented as you try to focus on goals and objectives.  Jesus once told his listeners, “…do not worry about your life.  Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” (Matthew 6:26 NIV) Birds aren’t bothered by the fog; they can fly above it. Don’t let the fog of worry keep you grounded.  Keep your eyes above the haze and trust the Lord.

Worry, like an intruder, plays havoc with our relationships.  To begin with, worry makes us irritable and unpleasant to be around.  Worse yet, the impact of our stress and anxiety have a way of rubbing off on those we love.  And because we tend to put on a happy face in public, those closest to us will feel the sting of our prickly spirit when we let down.  Worry has few friends but lots of enemies; it is no ally to building lasting relationships.

Worry, like a believable lie, undermines our ability to reason.  The world is full of believable lies.  I’m sure you’ve heard that George Washington reluctantly wore his false teeth because they were made of wood.  Believable, yes, but not true.  He did wear false teeth and they were reportedly very uncomfortable, but they weren’t carved from wood.  Every day we are taken in by what seems reasonable but in the final analysis is untrue.  Walk daily with him who said, “I am the Way, the Truth and the Life…” and the believable lies won’t be so believable! 

Worry, like the passing of time, prematurely steals our youthfulness.  While relegated to the realm of the mental, worry nevertheless takes its toll on the physical.  During times of excess worry, the body releases stress hormones such as cortisol into the system. Over time this hormonal overload can lead to several physical reactions such as:  difficulty in swallowing, dizziness, rapid heartbeat, fatigue, inability to concentrate, irritability, muscle pain and tension, nausea, shortness of breath, headaches, short-term memory loss, digestive problems, a weakened  immune system and in some cases even heart attacks.  Whew! Worry will make you old before your time! 

Educator Leo Buscaglia wrote, “Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.”  So just remember – worry is futile! It has been said, “Many of our worries are like small trees that temporarily cast long shadows.”  Most of the things we worry about are not nearly as big as we believe – they are just long shadows of small things.  And remember,  some things in life you can control and others you can’t.  Don’t worry about what you can control – just take charge.  Conversely, don’t worry about what you can’t control – stewing about it won’t change a thing.  Starting today, no more stress rehearsals.  Store that rocking chair in the closet, quit chewing your nails and ground that squadron of butterflies!

Indiana Splendor

Autumn landscape

For those who have never lived in southern Indiana, they may not quite understand our anticipation and excitement for autumn. Some people check their calendars for an official starting date, but we Hoosiers recognize the fall season more from its colors and feel than its date.

The word “autumn” – the formal word for this season – has its roots in the Latin but was first found in the English language in the 14th century. By the 17th century, however, so many people referred to the falling of the leaves or when the leaves fall that here in America the word autumn gave way to the use of fall to describe this beautiful time of the year. And, oh, what a glorious time of year it is!  

The hills and hollows start taking on a different hue. The blooms of summer graciously bow out so as not to compete with the highly acclaimed performance of autumn. Every tree takes center stage with a palate of colors and every leaf becomes a paintbrush for a few moments in time. Every leaf contains different color pigments, but we don’t see the various colors during the food production as the chlorophyll turns most leaves green. However, as that season ends the green pigments give way to brilliant colors.

Right now, the air feels crisp and fresh; the sunlight a bit brighter. To drive through the woods and forests in the weeks ahead is to visit nature’s museum of art. God’s handiwork in creation is visibly evident in the beauty of autumn. You know, God could simply have made the leaves turn brown and drop off at the end of summer, but he didn’t. He gave each tree its own spectacular crown of glory and painted his world in a way no artist can duplicate. Just think – if God is so creative with a dying leaf, imagine what he can and will do to bring color to your daily life.