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Thursday, May 19th, 2011

            Do you ever feel discouraged with yourself, because you keep doing the same wrong things over and over again (thinking mean thoughts, speaking unkind words, acting selfishly…)?

            That’s how I’m feeling today.

            Maybe the problem is that I’ve been trying all week to fix the problem myself, instead of going to The Lord for help.  It’s that old ‘if I just try harder’ mentality that trips me up every time.  I’m also very good at excusing my behavior, shifting the blame, and hiding or denying it altogether.

            But God is good!  He calls me to come back to Him.

            Kids get dirty.  When they were toddlers my daughters loved finger paint, at least until it got all over them.  I remember one time Sarah was covered with it!  Upon realizing what a mess she was, she set about trying to wipe herself clean.  But all she did was spread the paint further – all up her arms, onto her clothes, into her hair.

            Finally I called to her and she ran to me.

            Sarah needed a bath.  But I was in my nice clothes, and so the first order of business was to change into some work attire.  Then I was ready to stoop down and wash her off.  In the end, she was sparkling clean but oh, what a mess I was!

            The Lord put on flesh – his ‘work attire’, if you will – to stoop down and do the job of making you and I clean.  He suffered in the flesh, tremendously, for us!

            “…he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.” (Isaiah 53:5)

            He did this because He loves us.  Jesus loves you!

            Let’s remember this today.  Let’s listen for His call, and return to Him.  Only He can fix the problem and make us clean.

Express Pass

Thursday, April 21st, 2011

            Last Friday my family and I visited the Empire State Building in NYC, along with 19,996 other people.  (Yes, twenty thousand is the average daily turnout!)  Fortunately, my husband had checked things out online the day before and had splurged on Express Pass tickets.

            When we arrived at the ESB, we showed our Express Passes to the guard at the door and were immediately whisked past the lines of people to the first elevator up.  Now that’s express!

            If you’ve never been to the ESB, let me tell you, the lines to get to that first elevator are long!  They wind around and around, and they don’t appear to move at all.  Walking past them, I witnessed the progression from excitement to fatigue to impatience in people’s faces.

             A security guard actually stopped people who were finally getting into the elevator, to let my family and I get in ahead of them.  This felt, well, wrong.

            I distinctly remember wishing that I had worn nicer clothes and some jewelry.  It’s silly, I know, but then maybe I would at least have appeared more worthy of the V.I.P. treatment.  I tried to tell myself that my husband had paid my way for this, but it still didn’t feel right.  I hadn’t put in my time – hadn’t ‘paid’ – the way everyone else had.

            We haven’t ‘put in our time’ as the children of God, have we?

            Jesus did that for us.  He did for us what we could not – could never – do for ourselves:  He’s bought us Express Passes to The Kingdom of God!

            He paid for them with His life.

            There are no other ‘tickets’ available, no line long enough.

            Are we worthy?  No!  Good Friday reminds us of that.  Yet at the same time, God wants us to receive His Good Gift just as we are.

            God wants us to come to Him, just as we are!

            This is the message of Easter:  that Jesus Christ died on The Cross to pay the price for our sins.  He whisks us past sin and death, into the everlasting arms of God!

            He is Risen!   He Lives!  And because of this, we have the promise of eternal life in and with Him!!

            Hallelujah!!

Confess to Who?

Thursday, March 24th, 2011

            Were you at church for Vicar Daniel’s Lenten sermon about personal confession and absolution, on the first mid-week service after Ash Wednesday?

            We all confess our sin every Sunday in the Lutheran Church, corporately aloud and individually in silence.  But how many of us have confessed our personal sins outside of worship, privately to another person?  I, for one, have never done this.  Have you?

            In truth, I hadn’t even realized that this practice is part of the Lutheran Church.  Vicar Daniel assured me that it is, though voluntary, and that it is especially helpful for those of us whose sins weigh heavily upon our hearts.  He also witnessed to his own positive experience with confessing his sins to someone and hearing the words “you are forgiven” spoken to him, personally.

            Daniel’s witness to this is really powerful because I know him personally.  I like him.  I trust him.  His heart is in the right place, and this comes through in all that he does in the church.  He invests himself in the lives of other people.  Praise God!!  If I was going to confess my sins to anyone, it would be to someone like Daniel (or Pastor Bob, or my Bible study teacher, Joyce).

            Still, just the thought of speaking my sins – out loud in something more than a whisper – while face to face with an actual person, makes my cheeks burn red and hot!  Sweat breaks out on my forehead, my breathing feels tight and I experience an unusually strong desire to get busy doing something else, anything else – vacuuming the house!

            Confess my personal sins to anyone but God?  Confess my sins to someone I’ll have to face the following Sunday at worship?  After I’ve invested all of this time and energy into keeping all of that hidden safely away, so that people will go on thinking that I am a better person than I really am?

            I don’t know.  That sounds hard. 

            I would have to face and embrace the truth about myself on a much deeper level.  I mean, it’s not so hard for me to own up with the rest of the congregation on Sunday.  But it’s much harder to own up to my personal sins, like the pride that flared up in me yesterday, the mean thought I had last night, and the unkind word I spoke just this morning.  It’s hard enough admitting these things to myself, how much more to someone else!

            And what about all of those things that tempt me, do I dare speak of them?

            Well, as Faith pointed out in her post last week, God does encourage us to confess our sins to one another and to pray for each other,

            “…so that you may be healed.” (James 5:16)

            Maybe we need to think and pray about this?  Let me know, I welcome your comment!