God is Not Dead, Nor Doth He Sleep – (a repost)

Have you ever heard the story behind the song, “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day.”  It was written first as a poem by one of America’s best-known poets, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1883).

In 1861, Longfellow’s wife Fanny clipped the curls of her seven-year old daughter and decided to preserve them in wax.  A few drops fell unnoticed on her dress. When a breeze gusted through the window, it ignited Fanny’s dress.  She ran frantically to her husband’s study where Henry tried to extinguish the flames with a throw rug.  When that didn’t work, he wrapped his arms around Fanny in hopes of smothering the flames.  Henry could not even attend his own wife’s funeral due to the severity of burns to his face, arms, and hands. 

The Christmas following his wife’s death, Longfellow wrote, How inexpressibly sad are all th holidays. A year after that he wrote, “I can make no record of these days. Better to leave them wrapped in silence. Perhaps someday God will give me peace.” 

Almost a year later, Longfellow heard that his oldest son Charles, a lieutenant in the Army of the Potomac, had been severely wounded.  A bullet passed under his shoulder blades, ripping off one of his spinal processes. That Christmas Henry left his journal entry blank.  

Finally, on Christmas Day of 1864, Longfellow wrote the words of the poem, “Christmas Bells.”  Apparently, tragedy was not able to take Longfellow’s hope in God and God was able to renew Henry’s peace.

The Best Decision Our Family Ever Made

The best thing my husband and I ever did for our family was to find a church.

Our children were small when one of neighbors began taking our daughter to AWANA – a Christian club where children learn scripture and Bible stories, have snacks, and play games. Our three-year-old would come home and recite verses from her booklet. Verses like, “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” and “For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 3:23 & 6:23)

Each week she touted something like, “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” (John 3:16)

The church I grew up in was about keeping rules. My faith was measured by my ability to please God, but all I could see was how short I fell, so I quit attending.

But my child brought me to life. She fed me truth instead of religion: “…God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we yet still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8).

I started to see that my salvation wasn’t about what I could do plus Jesus’s death on the cross. The only thing that would save me was His death in exchange for my sin.

Isaiah (64:6) says our righteous acts are like filthy rags. I had gotten the equation wrong. It was Jesus’s sacrifice + my belief = my salvation

NOT

My good works + Jesus’s death on the cross = my salvation

It took a long time before I believed God could love me. I began attending the church but felt shame. I wondered why people smiled all the time. I was stuck in terrible place:

I’m hungry to be known, but if people really knew me, how would they be able to love me?

As I continued to attend church, I watched my pastor openly talked about his flaws. With tears he would talk about what God had done for him. I hungered for that kind of authenticity.

Twenty years have passed. The church helped us raise our children. It provided comfort, grace, guidance, help, love, prayer and a place to be real. I don’t know how people make it without a church.

Like I said, it was the best decision my husband and I ever made!

Have you found a place to be real? A place where you can hurt outloud?

Tell me about it…

 

 

 

The Voice of Psalms — a book review

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I love this book. It is a new translation of the Psalms. In that same way The Message made us think about old words in a new way, this literary project does the same thing.

The Voice of Psalms holds onto the original perspective of the Psalms, but adds richness and depth. The foreword says this is a fresh expression of the timeless narrative…that involves translation and elaboration… it doesn’t ignore the role of scholars but it also values the role of writers, poets, songwriters, and artists.

To help the reader understand how the new rendering compares to the original manuscript, italic type indicates words not directly tied to a translation. These words may contain information meant to help the reader better understand the text without having to stop and read footnotes.

Here, let me give you an example:

God’s blessings follow you and await you at every turn: when you don’t follow the advice of those who delight in the wicked schemes, When you avoid sin’s highway, when judgment and sarcasm beckon you, but you refuse. For you the Eternal One’s Word is your happiness. It is your focus – from dusk to dawn And in the nights that separate the two – you are consumed with its message. You are like a tree, planted by flowing, cool streams of water that never run dry. Your fruit ripens in its time; your leaves never fade or curl in the summer sun. No matter what you do, you prosper. For those who focus on sin, the story is different. They are like the fallen husk of wheat, tossed by an open wind, left deserted and alone.

The Voice of Psalms also offers several reading plans: One for Lent, One for Worship and Praise, and One for Seeking Help.

The best part is that each psalm has a short commentary with questions to stimulate your interaction with what you have just read. I have made this book a regular part of my morning devotional time, and I highly recommend people buy this book.

What books do you recommend for your devotional time?