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Monday, May 8, 2017

Brown's Daily Word 5/8/17


    The Lord blessed us with His very presence yesterday in His house.  It was all  celebrative with lots of laughter and praise, prayer, and thanksgiving.  There was a church-wide fellowship hour with food and sharing of humor and laughter that lingered for long.  There has been a minor change in our travel plans.  We will be traveling to Boston this morning instead of Sunday.  I woke up in the early morning (aka the middle of the night) to make some official calls to India.  I talked some one in the city of Cuttack, the city in which I spent my college days.  It is mid-summer there, mango season.  The schools and colleges are closed for summer.  The temperature will be reaching 107 F. . . my kind of weather.  



    We are witnessing an amazing movement of the Lord in international and global spheres.  The Lord is fermenting His church in the midst of chaos and confusion, even fears and calamities.  The Lord is reminding us, "Be still and know that I am God".   In the history of the ancient world, the same Babylonians who seemed to be so powerful were actually defeated without much of a fight.  They thought nothing could happen to them.  They were so sure they were safe that they did not even post a guard on the wall, but while their rulers drank themselves into oblivion, the Persian army simply diverted the flow of the Euphrates River, which flowed under the walls and through the great city.  Then they marched right into Babylon on the empty riverbed (Daniel 5).  The great kingdom of Babylon collapsed in a single night.  God proved that the people were like grass and that only He remains.

    

    In the Book of Isaiah, chapter 40, we read about  an everlasting comfort, and about  the  everlasting Word of God.  When all other claims to truth have had their say, the Word of God will stand alone in the end.  Everything else changes. Philosophies come and go, but God’s Word remains the abiding Truth.  The lie of the Nazis came to an end and died.  The lie of godless communism came and died. I spent a few weeks in Far East Russia in the winter of 2003.  I was part of a wonderful group of short term missionaries.  I was asked to preach several times, and each time I was stunned and amazed at the movement of the Lord and His Holy Spirit.  The grandchildren of staunch communists were the worship leaders and musicians, and were praising the Lord, declaring His majesty and authority.  The system of Marx, Lenin, and the other communist leaders who had denigrated the Christian faith and the Word of God has fallen, and in places where young communists were trained on the tenets of atheism, Christians are worshiping together and being trained in evangelistic techniques.  When I was in graduate school, in the late sixties and the early seventies, many philosophers and theologians were saying that God was dead, and predicting the death of the church.  Today almost no one can remember the names of those who made those predictions, let alone the titles of their books, but the church of Jesus Christ is thriving and God is still very much alive.



 I read this story about a  young musician , who once went to see his old music teacher.  During the visit, his elderly mentor took a tuning fork and struck it on the end of the table.  He said. “That is ‘A.’”  From the floor above them they could hear the voice of a singer rehearsing.  “She sings sharp,” the old teacher said with a smile.  He struck the tuning fork again and paused as he lifted it and said, “She is sharp, but this ‘A’ — always has been, always will be — 440 vibrations per second.  It will still be ‘A’ 5,000 years from now.”  In the same way, this is God’s Word.  It was God’s Word yesterday; it is God’s Word today, and it will be God’s Word 5000 years from now. Kingdoms will rise and fall.  Ideas will come and go.  The values of the world will change, but God’s Word will remain the one constant in a world of change and confusion.



    The emperor Diocletian tried to revive the old pagan religions of Rome by persecuting and killing Christians.  He set up a stone pillar in his honor, inscribed with the words that he wanted to describe his legacy: “For Having Exterminated The Name Christian From the Earth.”  If only he knew how far short of his goal he fell!  His monument was more of a tribute to the endurance of Christianity than it was to him. Another Roman leader made a coffin, symbolizing his intention “to bury the Galilean” by killing Christ’s followers.  He eventually admitted that he could not put the Master in his coffin.  



    In Isaiah 40, we read of everlasting comfort, and of the everlasting Word of God,  of an everlasting strength.  “Do you not know?  Have you not heard?  The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.  He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.  He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint” (Isaiah 40:28-31).  Those who were in exile lost hope, and because of that they lost their strength and desire to go on.  Even the young were beaten down, weary and defeated.  But those who placed their hope and trust in God did not lose heart, and they did not lose strength — regardless of their age.  Their hearts and minds soared as they thought about what God was going to do.  As new strength and courage entered their hearts it began to affect their bodies.  They gained a new enthusiasm for life and a new strength to go on. But you never gain that strength unless you are willing to wait on the Lord.  We are destined for the skies.  We are propelled by the Holy Spirit.  He is beckoning us    to soar with Him, in and through Him.

In Christ,

Brown

Friday, May 5, 2017

Brown's Daily Word 5/5/17


   Praise the Lord for the way He encapsulates us with the invocation of the sunrise and the benediction of the sunset every day.  The Lord has been sending April showers during early days of May.  After the Summery days of April the weather is cooling off.  The gentle and friendly rains have been causing the spring flowers  that are blooming profusely and lingering with sweet and aromatic fragrance all around.  The tulips patches around town are still sturdy and luxuriant. Once again the farmers, ranchers, and gardeners are getting ready for another season of planting with mirthful anticipation.  I spent some time yesterday visiting the senior saints and citizens during their week-day gatherings for lunch and fellowship along with games.  It is always a blessing to listen to their stories and interface with them.  I got spend some time yesterday also with the children who come to church during the Release Time program.  Praise the Lord for these children and the faithful and devoted staff who share about Jesus and his love with them. 

    We praise the Lord for the life and witness of a winsome servant of Jesus who entered the Church triumphant this week.  She was 73 years old.  She was widely  described by  her family and friends as a "giver" and a "doer".   Praise the Lord for all those confess Jesus as Lord and savior and worship and serve Him in this life with joy and obedience.  When their days are accomplished on earth they will go forth to live with the sure and certain hope of  resurrection. 

    We are getting ready for worship and celebration this Sunday, the Lord's day. We will meet for Sunday School at 9:30 AM and for worship at 10:30, followed by a Church-wide fellowship hour.  Plan to be in the House of the Lord wherever you might be in worship and celebration.  Jesus is Risen.  He is glorified.  He is crowned with many crowns.  He is the Lamb upon the Throne.  He holds every thing in Himself.

    Alice and I will be traveling to Boston this Sunday after worship.  We will be back in New York on the 24th of May.  Thank you for praying for us.  The best part of being in Boston is that we get to spend time with our grand children, Micah, Simeon, and Ada.  For us they are  the "Best of Boston".

    There is a poignant and powerful passage,  recorded in John 1, "He came unto His own and His own received Him not.  But as many as received Him, to them gave He power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on His name."  Fyodor Dostoevski’s book, "The Brothers Karamazov" is possibly the finest literature ever written by human hand.  In it is found a chapter entitled, “The Grand Inquisitor.”  Ivan Karamazov is telling his brother a story that he has just written. The setting is Spain, during the terrible Spanish Inquisition where many people were put to death by the church for almost any heretical belief — real or imagined. In the story, Christ decides to reappear on earth during the time of the Inquisition. He comes quietly and inconspicuously, but everyone recognizes him and many are excited about his appearance.  He says almost nothing, but people are drawn to him by an irresistible force.  He stretches his hand out to bless the people and they are healed as he touches them.  Christ is walking by the great Cathedral of Seville just as a child’s little coffin is brought in, with weeping parents who follow it into the church.  Inside the casket is a lifeless little girl of seven.  The child’s mother implores Christ to bring her back.  Without a word he touches the young girl and raises her from the dead.  Meanwhile, the bishop is looking on disapprovingly.  His face darkens and he orders the arrest of the Stranger.  But during the night, the Bishop descends the stairs into the cavern of the Sacred Court building where the Stranger is being held in a dark, vaulted prison.  The Bishop, who is the Grand Inquisitor, i.e. the head inquisitor who inquires in order to discover heretics, looks at Christ in the squalid cell and says, “Is it you?  You?  Do not answer, be silent... Why did you come to meddle with us?  Tomorrow I shall condemn you and burn you at the stake as the vilest of heretics, and the same people who today kissed your feet, will at the first sign from me rush to rake up the coals at your stake tomorrow.”  But the Grand Inquisitor somehow changes his mind, and the story ends with these words: “When the Inquisitor finished speaking, he waited for some time for the Prisoner’s reply.  His silence distressed him.  He saw that the Prisoner had been listening intently to him all the time, looking gently into his face and evidently not wishing to say anything in reply.  The old man would have liked him to say something, however bitter and terrible.  But [the Prisoner] suddenly approached the old man and kissed him gently on his bloodless, aged lips.  That was all his answer.  The old man gave a start.  There was an imperceptible movement at the corners of his mouth; he went to the door, opened it and said to him: ‘Go, and come no more—don’t come at all—never, never!’  And he let him out into ‘the dark streets and lanes of the city.’  The Prisoner went away.”

    That is the story of our Christ-rejecting world.  It is how we treat the Lord of Heaven and Earth.  It is interesting thing that in Dostoevski’s story it is the most "religious" folk who reject Jesus.  The Bible says that the Pharisees knew that He was talking about them.  They were the religious leaders.  Even in the arena of religion God often is not welcome.  He is too radical.  He is too awesome.  His person and power are overwhelming.  We prefer a god we can understand, control and even manipulate.  In this world people seem to be more attuned to the words of such men as theoretical physicist Stephen Hawking.

    This is the story that originated with Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden, who lived in a wonderful garden paradise.  When God went away from them for awhile, they were easily convinced that it is not enough to be a tenant.  It is not good enough to be the friend of God, they wanted to be God.  The story continues today as we, like them, may begin to question the goodness of God, and desire to taste our independence.  In our ear we hear the tempter’s words: “God knows that when you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God” (Genesis 3:5).  What an exhilarating thought!  We begin to look around us and we decide we want to be in control.  We throw off the control of God and cast aside restraint.  We stop worshiping the Creator and begin worshiping creation.  We kill the Giver and take his gifts.  The vineyard becomes our own.  We are still resisting and fighting God himself.“You shall have no other gods before me” (Exodus 20:3). We will worship anything: the sun, moon and stars; trees, rocks and water; money, sex and power — anything but the Landowner, God Himself.

 “The stone the builders rejected has become the capstone; the Lord has done this, and it is marvelous in our eyes” (Psalm 118:22-23; Matthew 21:42).  Jesus gives us the real end of the story, one that does not end in defeat, but victory.  The end of the story is found in the book of Revelation: “The seventh angel sounded his trumpet, and there were loud voices in heaven, which said: ‘The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Christ, and he will reign for ever and ever’” (Revelation 11:15).  The Bible says, “He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all — how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?” (Romans 8:32).

In Christ,

Brown

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Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Brown's Daily Word 5/2/17


   It's all beautiful and glorious this morning.  The Lord blessed with a warm and wonderful day yesterday, followed in the evening by some severe thunderstorms, lightning and torrential rains.  Alice and I managed to get in a very long walk before the storms, which caused havoc and disruptions all around us.  It is written, "weeping may tarry for the night but joy comes in the morning".  .  Praise the Lord for the  torrential rains of last evening.  The ground is drenched abundantly.  The farmers , gardeners, and ranchers are ploughing the fields and harrowing the ridges, getting ready plant for another season.  I planted some ginger root the other day, and I was just checking the strawberry patch  yesterday.  It is all blooming.  The flowers are beautiful.  The forsythia has been gorgeous this season, and its neighbor, the crabapple tree, is about to burst into full bloom, dispensing its sweet fragrance.  Many of the village residents are taking great pleasure in beautifying their lawns and gardens.   When we spoke with little Lindy a couple of days ago she told us about the colors of the flowers.  While she is able to identify most colors, her favorite color is yellow.

    Sunita called me yesterday and shared that she had a  very full and blessed day of celebration for her birthday.  She and Andy went out for her birthday celebration dinner, and she ordered wild boar for dinner.  I love wild boar.  My dad used hunt wild boars back in the area where I was born.  Wild boars are found most parts of the world including Siberia and, in fact, one of my young friends goes hunting for wild boars, nicknamed Razorbacks in Georgia. He shared some of the meat with me.   Praise the Lord for He made all creatures both great small .

     In Disney's The Lion King Simba had run away; he was trying to run away from his past and a very scary future, so he decided to live it up, do his own thing, and just enjoy life, "hakuna matata," until Rafiki, the baboon, showed Simba his father Mufasa, who appeared to him in the sky to say, "Simba, you have forgotten me."  Simba replied, "No, how could I?"  Mufasa persisted, "You have forgotten who you are and thus have forgotten me.  You are my son.  Remember who you are."  He repeats the phrase again and again, "Remember, Simba, remember."  This is the pivotal point of the movie, in which Simba finally woke up and remembered all that his father had done for him, that his father had sacrificed his life for him, and that Simba was part of the royal family with a responsibility to live out the family name.

    Jesus came, He saw, and He conquered death and grave.  He is Risen.  He is the victor.  In Him we live, move, and have our being.  He is the Alpha and Omega.  He holds everything together.  We are called to wake up to the magnificent and glorious reality of Jesus and His Resurrection from the dead.  The Lord beckons us tenderly and gently to turn to Him, to acknowledge all that He has done.  He has paid for all our sins, He gave his life to pay our debt, and He's alive.  When we see his love, we realize we don't have to run from our past.  We can run to Him with your past and, when we trust in him, he'll not only pardon us, but he'll empower us.  A new power will come into our lives for change and transformation.

    One thing that excites me is I know God's Word does not return void.  The Resurrection happened.  The Resurrection matters.  In fact, it's the key to living a meaningful life.  Praise the Lord for Jesus's Resurrection Event.  It is the bedrock and the unshakable foundation of Gospel.  On Christ, the solid Rock, we stand; all other ground is sinking sand.

In Christ,

Brown