"Have you not asked those who travel the roads, and do you not accept their testimony?" (Job 28:29)

Thursday, January 30, 2020

Blessed To The Teeth!

ARE DIFFERENT PEOPLE blessed differently? Watch our video to hear about our chewing on differences in Holy Scripture.

Blessings to You!






Saturday, January 25, 2020

Being Blessed!

 OUR LORD JESUS began teaching the Beatitudes to his disciples by saying, “Blessed are the poor in spirit.” However.., we note that in telling the event over against that told in the Gospel According to Luke, Saint Matthew was unique... so much so that we clearly hear the words “in spirit.”   
 You see, the faith of Matthew’s church has taught us about spiritual oppression…. the heavy, life-sapping weight of comprehensive human sin upon our lives. By saying that the poor in spirit are blessed, through Matthew, Jesus revealed to those who would listen… that God cared about their poverty in being entrapped by sin. God cared that their spirits were crushed so badly that they felt unable to come before him in either the synagogue or temple.
 Thus Jesus spoke to those who, independent of their economic or societal position… felt the great impoverishment of being convicted… and placed far from God. 
 Jesus spoke particularly to his followers who knew the spiritual poverty in their lives. Consequently, Jesus spoke "blessed" both verb and noun. Those who were being blessed were to become the Blessed. In the future, in a location not too far from that hillside, the disciples would know that God considered them as worthy of forgiveness. God would empower them with His Word, and that Word was and still is Jesus Christ our Lord. God would give them His Spirit. 


 You see, through the Holy Spirit given as a gift, those who had been poor became exceedingly rich, in knowing that God had claimed them as His own. Even though the world about them, the world that measures worth by income, social status, race, sex and ritual cleanliness... the world which had which had often rejected them, God graced them with His presence. 

 Almighty God, through Christ Jesus our Lord, stood teaching personally in their midst. Now we who are also poor in spirit, yet listen to and read His words in the Bible. Through those words, we who know the spiritual poverty of our own sinfulness, are subsequently given the power of the Holy Spirit to realize that God speaks to us directly.

By the power of the Word, God convicts us…  God drives us to seek salvation   God drives us to realize our poverty… and most importantly God gives us the knowledge that we have been saved by grace through faith given to us in Jesus Christ, our Lord. We who are the poor in spirit, are thus made rich beyond measure. Indeed, “Blessed are the poor… you shall see the kingdom of God.
 
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Now, may the Peace of God that surpasses all human understanding, keep your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus our Lord.   AMEN 

Monday, January 13, 2020

Word and Witnesses?

HERE IS an invitation to those who stand on the sidelines while the battle in our society rages. Click here to read concerning the Christian calling.

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

God Beyond Infinity?


Want To Know Power?

 WHENEVER we Christians talk about the character of God to family, friends and acquaintances, we perpetually struggle for proper words. However, this task is not just a modern one. The Church has for several millennia tussled with this important conversation.
 The pursuit of providing explanation to the sinful world around us has long been known as “apologetics”. To me, this fancy word describes the feeling that I get down deep in my innards as I witness about God to others… for I know that we must apologize firsthand… for all words fall short of that which the Spirit has taught us.
 As we collectively try to explain, we often come up with three basic descriptions. First, we offer that God is infinitely powerful. We say that in order to create, and keep creating everything that exists in this ever expanding universe… and beyond, requires a power that far exceeds our comprehension.
 Second, and no less important, we say that God is all knowing… to the deepest comprehension possible. God is so wise that the divine wisdom is the source of all knowledge.
 Finally, we say that God is always present. God is eternal, and thus is not confined by our human constructs of measured nanoseconds, seconds, minutes, hours, days.., etc. In describing the immeasurable, even in our so-called advances in modern science, we find that we've only rubbed the surfaces of God’s infinite power, knowledge and eternity. That is because of our created finitude.



 How then can we grasp the immensity of God? How can we communicate concerning the divine Being. By ourselves, we finite intellectuals cannot fathom the Infinite. However, thanks be to the Holy Spirit of God, the answer is found easily. The answer is supplied through words that are holy, defined as “set apart”. Through these set apart words supplied by God to people who have been chosen to reveal the divine will for us, God communicates to all who will by the power of the Spirit lift their heads and inquire. This happens in spite of our finitude and frail nature. As example, consider Moses as told in the Book of Exodus. Empowered, he tried to tell his people about our infinite God…

 Then Moses said to God, “If I come to the people of Israel and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ what shall I say to them?” God said to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM.” And he said, “Say this to the people of Israel, ‘I AM has sent me to you.’ 


 Thus persons, both male and female have since been called “prophets”. They spilled forth God’s name. The only problem for us is… the prophets were merely human… sinful humans like ourselves who were chosen by God to reveal the divine presence to the rest of humanity.

Not Quite Perfect?
 What did God do about their human imperfections? Through the Spirit of God, the prophets, like Isaiah, Jeremiah and John… were empowered to preach faithfully and point beyond themselves to One who was to come. Yet there were some who still would not hear. God then, using infinite power, knowledge and presence, when the time was right… when the time was PERFECT… sent his  WORD into this world to be with us. The perfect Word which speaks all things into existence, became a human being... born into our midst.
 In describing this, Lutherans state in the Augsburg Confessions that
"We unanimously hold and teach, in accordance with the decree of the Council of Nicaea, that there is one divine essence, which is called and which is truly God, and that there are three persons in this one divine essence, equal in power and alike eternal: God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit.

All three are one divine essence, eternal, without division, without end, of infinite power, wisdom, and goodness, one creator and preserver of all things visible and invisible."





Yes… we consequently say to you that the Infinite became finite for us. Jesus, who is the Word of God… was born in lowly estate. Born from the flesh of a human mother, he came to us as fully God and fully human.

“Impossible” you say? Then I say you do not realize the power of God.
 “Not so!” some claim. If this is your rebuttal, then you do not knowledge of God
I say to you, “Indeed it is true! All things are possible with God. If you wonder, “Why would our infinite God do such a marvelous things as to be born into this sin-polluted world? Why would Jesus grow up to teach us, heal us, and die for our salvation upon a Roman cross?” That, dear friend by the power of the Holy Spirit… is easy to answer. If you truly wish to know... if you are truly ready to to hear... I ask you to find a Bible, open it… and read from the Gospel According to John, Chapter 3, verse 16.
 Then through the Word made flesh, may forgiveness and blessings of Almighty God rest upon you forevermore.

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Wednesday, April 3, 2019

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Sunday, March 24, 2019

Digging Dirt and Spreading Manure?

FOR THE Third Sunday in Lent, we encounter the harsh reality of our human condition, and hear from Jesus about corrective action. Watch and learn how the ancient and the modern fail to produce good fruit.


May the Peace of God that surpasses all human understanding
 keep your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus our Lord!



Tuesday, September 11, 2018

Salmon Ford


  A WIDE brown dirt road lay straight out beyond the Thunder-chicken Ford hood ornament. Two young men in the car had left their barracks on Minot Air Force Base in North Dakota. They were traveling fast in the rising sun, casting for a few days of walleye fishing. Andy and Bart drove across the prairie quickly toward Devil’s Lake. The first hour had sprinted them in missile-like fashion across miles of smooth, recently-scraped and firmly packed dirt road. They were almost halfway to their destination.
 Andy had a home-spun theory about traveling fast on straight gravel roads. As he taught it, Bart.., a California boy, did not argue the point. Not being from a Midwest prairie state, he did not fault his friend’s prairie logic. Andy’s strategy seemed to work. The driver said, “When you drive a dry prairie gravel road, you’ve got to play around until you find a speed that won’t pick up stones.”
  Andy’s strategy was well-planned. At too-low speeds the car would fill with dust. So he said they needed to go a bit faster. Then gravel started to bounce from the tires toward the floor board and rockers, but the dust in the car lessened. As he increased speed, they heard fewer “clinks” and “chinks” as gravel missed the bottom of Andy’s ’56 Ford hardtop.
 Thus, varying speed a bit according to the humidity and other natural wheat field factors that only Andy could talk about at length, they sped up... and the noise stopped. On that morning at precisely 62 mph, Bart noted that relative quiet settled into what had been a dust-raising drill. No longer was dirt coming in, but was seen curling up far behind. He became very glad that there was no oncoming traffic. They would make the two men slow enough to keep stones from hitting windshields.
 Andy explained to Bart that the centrifugal force of the tires overcame any “stickiness” of small pebbles clamped in the tread. The ideal speed threshold was therefore detected only by the relative quiet. With just a slight rumble of rolling wheels, they could then listen to Hank Williams on the radio, and talk to one another at a normal fish-monger's volume.

 Once the two young men achieved that ideal speed with the wide smooth gravel road still allowing safety, Andy maintained a rate just a few mph above the “quiet” speed zone. This took a bit of old-fashioned, astute mid-western throttle play that could make many modern, electronic cruise control envious.
 Andy had sought to get them right up to that ideal speed quickly. He had just paid a body man big bucks to refinish the lower panels of the Ford with the original salmon-like, coral color he liked so much. After the paint restoration was so ably completed and dried for a time at the base hobby shop, he’d attached small rubber mud flaps on the front wheel wells. Andy topped off his work with a bug screen bought at the Western Auto. The screen graced the front of the car to protect the grille. Though Bart had not said so, he thought Andy’s bug catcher a bit much for the beautifully-kept Ford hardtop. However, the bug screen was not just to protect the grill. The screen helped to keep the radiator from being clogged by a bumper crop of grasshoppers. While the overhead valve Ford V-8 did run clean and cool thanks to the regularly washed screen.
 On that day, Andy had more in mind. His prairie practicalities were at work. You see, Andy hailed from South Dakota. He was raised in Mobridge. In his youth he had learned to fish for pike prairie-style. Given that history, he knew exactly what he was doing with his bug screen. While Bart had wondered why they weren’t taking a paved road toward the east that morning, Andy had acquiring bait in his mind.


  Bart was to learn that almost every prairie dusty road they traveled had wide ditches on both sides. In winter, drifted snow would fill them. Those wide, shallow areas Andy used as a resource. Bart discovered his strategy when they drew up to a lonely stop sign.
 The two men sat there for a moment idling at a prairie intersection. There was not a house or barn anywhere in sight. Andy then drove slowly across the rural intersection, and went down the gradual slope into the wide ditch paralleling the road. He started to drive slowly along in the very bottom of the ditch. He picked up a little speed through the still wet grass. Soon minor taps on the front of the car and the splats on the windshield told the tale.




  

You see, Andy had picked the right road, the right ditch, and had the right height to the rising sun. After a quarter mile or so of ditch running, at the field’s next tractor access road, Andy pulled up out of the ditch and stopped. He quickly jumped out with the keys in his hand. He opened the trunk lid and handed Bart two big empty coffee cans and a pair of gloves. They went to the front grill’s bug screen and started picking live bait! Live, stunned and splattered grasshoppers, beetles, moths and bugs were there! Some of those nasties Bart still can’t describe or identify. Andy grinned, and said, “Now we’ve got bait!”
 I remembered this scene described from Bart many years ago as I strolled through a car show. The show was held next to a little lake in the town where I now live. There I saw a Ford hardtop of the same color as my friend’s former ride. The hardtop sparkled in the morning sun. Beautifully preserved, the Ford Victoria lured both my attention and the focus of my camera lens. I was not, however, the only person gathered by the sight.
 Though it did not have the stone deflecting mud flaps, nor a massive bug screen attached to its grille… the car was a magnet. It worked quite like a bug zapper lit up at night. People gathered around the car. Amid them was a man passing out Christian pamphlets.


 As a minister, I wondered why I hadn’t thought of that witness method. I thought of my Air Force buddies and those prairie fishing methods. So I asked the man with the Christian gospel tracts, “What kind of fishing bait did the disciples use?
 He said, “Lord knows…”
 Andy had taught me, “Find a ditch on a lightly traveled road; move at just the right speed, and the bait gathered will be right.”
 Those words tapped into my mind like the bait on his bug screen. I thought about them again as I later unfolded my lawn chair next to the lake. I opened my fishing box after casting out a tasty bug as bait. I looked at the tract the man had given.
 The booklet he was passing to others told about Jesus teaching folks down at the lakeshore. I read a few lessons taught about faith.
 Oddly, only now I remember that Andy had taken that road for a reason. I remembered that I knew him after meeting him in a Lutheran church in Mohall, ND. I realize now that those two young servicemen carried on long conversations about fishing, faith and God’s love supplied. It was three-hook bait given freely by God like bugs in a ditch, but far more profound. 
You see, during many excursions in North Dakota for land-locked salmon, pike, muskies, pickerel and more, Andy had been instrumental in laying the foundation for faith understanding in many people. In quiet trips to Devil’s Lake my fisherman friend shared his faith on more than one occasion, with Bart and others.
 Andy, in somewhat regular practice grown of his mid-western Norwegian Lutheran roots, showed that he lived a baptized life of hooked Christian freedom every day. Whenever possible, he’d gone about prayerfully fishing, hunting and harvesting… gathering the sinful and un-nameable bugs that God had laid out before him. They were like the manna bread given by God to the people of Israel in the desert so long ago.
 I do remember that conversations about Jesus as Lord were spoken easily by Andy. They certainly became part of the day for anyone who sat in a boat with him on a farm pond. The story of Jesus calming the seas seemed fit to be laughed about as he would row hard to beat a rain storm sweeping across the Garrison Reservoir. Through all his witness, Andy would find that a fishing buddy would slowly be brought to know the grace of God.
 I wonder now, “What does the Holy Trinity have in common with a treble hook?” Maybe very little, but it makes for great debate as we might sit alongside each other on the banks of a cold Dakota lake. I think of this after my many years in the pulpit. Andy taught me that it’s amazing who you can catch just by driving slowly through the ditches of life... trolling along... catching devilish bugs maimed… and using them as bait.

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