Defending Gollum

thLast night I got caught defending myself one too many times. In two or three instances, in a short span of time, it just so happened that my point of view clashed with my wife’s, and in each case, the most important thing in my mind was whether it was clearly understood that I was right. Being right was the only thing that mattered. The issue with me was that I felt misunderstood and it consumed me. It was the only thing I could see.

Now here is the problem with this: so what? So what if I was right? Is that the only thing that matters? What if it were possible that we were both right, just looking at the same thing from two different points of view? Then proving that I was right means next to nothing. She could do the same thing, and where would we be with a conversation? Stuck.

But wait a minute: it’s still true that I was misunderstood. She has to stop talking long enough for me to explain my point of view which makes perfect sense to me. Anyone could see that. Again it’s the same question: so what? My point of view is not the only thing being considered here. Hind sight tells me there is much more to this than my point of view.

Here is what I learned at least by this morning (it would have been better if I had learned it last night): It’s more important to understand than to be understood. It’s more important to see from another person’s perspective than to make sure everyone sees from mine. If we don’t get this, we won’t get anywhere.

Look at it this way: I’ve already got a pretty good relationship with my own mind. We understand ourselves. We talk to ourselves all the time. We try to figure out what we are going to do. We are like Gollum in “The Lord of the Rings,” reiterating our love for our “precious” repeatedly — our “precious” in this case being whatever we think is important. But think about it: Don’t I already have a relationship with myself? Isn’t that relationship going pretty well? Aren’t I a little sick of it? If that’s all I have going in my head, I will not have a relationship with anybody but me, my precious and I. Wow, that’s three of us now!

I think we all have our own Gollum, and it helps to see him as the ugly thing that he is. He is us all tied up with us. Get someone else going in your mind. Have a real conversation with someone. Who knows, it might broaden your perspective.

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Saving Arizona

th-2Currently Arizona is the only state in the continental United States that does not observe Daylight Savings Time (Hawaii doesn’t also). However, the large Navajo Reservation does. Imagine the fooling around you have to do with your clock driving around Arizona. Actually, if all goes as planned, I will be driving around Arizona soon. Chandler and I plan to attend the last Angels spring training game in Tempe and then we hope to go camping and hiking in the Grand Canyon.

Chandler has a fascination with the Grand Canyon I would like to get him close to. Find out what it’s all about. Recently, in an assignment for school regarding things the students would like to do, one of the things Chandler wrote down was to take a motorcycle trip to the Grand Canyon with me when he’s old enough for a license. I was flattered and excited. (Can you rent motorcycles?) So I surprised him with this trip idea over his spring holiday. I figured we could get acquainted with the park so we would have a better idea what we wanted to do and see when we return as “wild hogs” in a few years.

To accommodate the spring training game, however, I realized we would be gone over Easter. It’s early this year: March 31. After initially thinking I would cancel this idea in favor of maintaining Easter traditions at home, I had second thoughts when Marti said she was willing to forego tradition for Chandler to have this opportunity. (She’s the one in our family most committed to tradition, so if she says go, that means go.) Then I thought of what it would be like to watch the sun rise over the Grand Canyon on Easter Sunday. That’s about the grandest Easter Sunrise Service I can think of. You will be hearing about this, I’m sure.

Sorry for being so newsy this morning, but this is what I wanted to write about today. Usually, when I write about what is compelling to me, I uncover some deeper significance in the process … something I can share with you … some universal truth that will apply to us all. Not sure I’m finding that today, except that planning a trip with my son seems pretty significant.

There’s also that thing about Arizona and Daylight Savings Time. With Arizona off DST, I won’t have to change any clocks for this trip. By the way, how many of you have clocks you still haven’t changed yet? I have one on my furnace that will require going online to download the manual, and one in my car that will require digging out that manual, if I still have it. I’m guessing I will get this done by about June sometime.

I love what John wrote us in a comment about my recent DST Catch: “Concerning DST: I read once that an old Native American Chief said, ‘Only Government would think you can cut one foot off one end of blanket and sew it on other end, and make it longer.’”

Obviously that chief was not a Navajo.

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Hotline to heaven

th-1Yesterday’s mistaken visitation reminded me of what I can only explain as a real encounter with an angel that took place a number of years ago, but is still fresh in my mind as if it happened yesterday. I remember it both because it was so unusual and because it carried with it a personal message to me that has continued relevance in my life.

It happened on a morning like any other morning. I was making a call to my booking agent, a call I was in the habit of making almost daily. It was because of the frequency of the call that I was startled to have a female voice answer the phone. It was a designated business line; I either got my agent or his voice mail. His wife never answered this line, so I immediately said, “Oh, I’m sorry; I must have dialed the wrong number.”

“Maybe not,” said the voice on the other end. I paused, dumbfounded. Then the voice came back with: “Are you a Christian?”

“Yes,” is said, tentatively. What was this?

“Then I have a message for you,” the voice went on.

“Uh … okay … what’s that?”

“Fret not. His grace is sufficient. Serve the Lord with gladness.”

There was a long pause. “That’s it?” I asked.

“That’s it,” said the voice.

“Well … thank you very much. I guess we’re done then.”

“Yes, we are. Good-by.”

“Good-by,” I said and hung up the phone, staring at it for some time as if it had turned red and become a hot line to heaven. The message is still as vital as it was the day it was delivered.

Fret not. Fear and worry are the biggest obstacles to our usefulness to God. They render us ineffective. They paralyze. They shut us down.

My grace is sufficient. This is what enables us to banish fear and worry. Whatever it is that we are lacking, God will show Himself to be enough. Whatever need, whatever weakness, whatever insecurity, whatever hole in our character … His grace can and will fill as we turn to Him in faith.

Serve the Lord with gladness. This is the point. This is why you get beyond your fear and worry, so you can serve God with a glad heart. Joy is essential. It bespeaks of freedom from fear and worry. It means that my trust in the Lord is a real thing and it has real consequences in my life.

I share this because I don’t think I’m the only one who needs to hear this message, nor do I need to only hear it once. And since I now have this hot line to heaven in my experience, I can dial it up any time.

So can you.

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Backyard visitation

IMG_0258I opened my back door yesterday on a visitation of sorts. A very bright light was illuminating the ficus tree in our back yard throwing shafts of light through its branches. It was an arresting apparition in the predawn darkness that recalled the burning bush Moses encountered when God called him to lead his people out of bondage in Egypt, and many other biblical angelic visits that were always accompanied by a bright light. I would have fallen to my knees had I not known it was my neighbor’s spotlight that he leaves on often when he is gone. What made me start, however, was the fog of an early morning marine layer that was turning the light into rays radiating from its source.

My neighbor’s light is so bright that it illuminates objects through the windows in our back rooms and makes you feel a little like you are being filmed as you are getting ready for bed. I’ve contemplated asking him to put a softer light there, but Marti likes the way it lights up the tree at night, making its delicate leaves appear almost translucent — kind of like free backyard lighting. So what’s annoying to me is a source of pleasure for my wife. What a difference a perspective makes.

This morning, however, it is causing me to reflect on those times in history that the ordinarily invisible God has broken in on our human existence and manifested Himself in some way. Except for the times angelic beings took on human form, these visits were always characterized by a bright and at times blinding light (i.e., Paul on the road to Damascus).

Do you ever wish God would break in on your existence in a visible way? How much easier it might be to believe, and yet, think of how much trust God is placing in us to believe when we don’t see. After allowing Thomas to allay his doubts by seeing the wounds in His hands and side, Jesus placed a blessing on all those who would end up believing without seeing. That would be you and me.

God is entrusting us with a secret. He is asking us to place our faith in what we can’t see and then confirming that in our hearts by giving us the very faith we need to believe it. It’s a little hard to explain to someone who doesn’t know this yet, but God gives us something more solid than the bright light of a visitation: He gives us the faith to believe.

The Bible calls faith “the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen” (Hebrews 11:1). Substanceevidence … those are solid words you can build something on, even better than a bright light that is there for only a moment. Faith is with us all the time.

Thank the Lord today for the faith to believe Him. It’s there in your heart. Believe it. Build on it.

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Before the fat lady sings

thThere is a place where the power of God works most effectively in our lives, and it’s not in the report. It’s not in the story with a happy ending. It’s in the story with no ending at all because it isn’t over yet.

We’re all used to hearing the testimony with the victory at the end. That’s an easy story to tell because it reflects well on us. If there was a mistake or a failure or a personal struggle involved, it is in the past. We learned from it and moved on, and now we’re the better for it. What if there is no victory yet, but we still have to keep on living? Can you tell that story too? I believe we must, or we give no opportunity for the power of God to show up in our lives.

God’s power requires us to be human. It’s the earthen vessel with the treasure inside (2 Corinthians 4:7). It’s the light inside the cracked pot. It’s the life of Christ revealed in our mortal bodies (2 Corinthians 4:11) It’s God’s power made perfect in our weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9). Admittedly that’s a harder story to tell because it requires our vulnerability.

As a speaker, I usually tell stories on myself that have endings. This is necessary because the ending is usually the point I am trying to make. But as a friend, a mentor, or one who comes alongside, I need to tell stories without endings — the things happening right now that I have no control over. It’s only then that the real power of God can show up in my life. I’m not in charge of that; He is. We can write (or rewrite) the stories that have endings. We can tell them any way we want to (and usually they get better with the telling). But the stories we are currently living leave us stranded in the middle and it’s from that place that real faith and trust become tangible.

It’s Moses standing before the people he was leading without a glowing face from being with God or a veil to hide the fact that the glow was fading (2 Corinthians 2:12-13). (Something he never did.) It’s just plain no-glow Moses waiting for the next thing God is going to do. The power of God requires this from us — this kind of vulnerability and this kind of trust.

It’s the lesson before it’s learned, the question before it’s answered, the problem before it’s solved, the ordeal before it’s over. It’s everything that happens in our lives before the fat lady sings.

The story has to be live.

Who is willing to live like this? Who is willing to sign up for this kind of discipleship? Who wants to lead this way (and follow)? I don’t think any of us really do, but that doesn’t matter. God wants to show Himself in our lives, but He can’t when we’re in control of everything.

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Stealing time

400px-DST_Countries_MapIt’s not fair. The sun won’t rise today until after 7:00! Someone stole an hour away from me last weekend that I will spend the better part of a year getting back. And by the time I get it back, it won’t even feel like payback; it will be as if someone dropped an hour on me from nowhere, for no reason.

Why we mess with the clock like this has long been replaced by other reasons. I hear it was originally done so that farmers could have more daylight hours to work in their fields. Now it’s so we can get in an extra hour of soccer practice.

I never have understood why we have daylight time when we do. We have it on the half of the year the days are already longer anyway. Why don’t we have it on the other half so those short days of winter don’t seem so short? That would make sense — even things out a bit. Wouldn’t it be nice to have the sun go down at 5:00 in December instead of at 4:00? As it is, we make the long days longer and the short days shorter.

Maybe we just shouldn’t mess with it at all. Why mess with time? What gives us the right? Who decided this anyway? A bunch of folks in Washington? Why do they get to wake me up at 3:00 this morning and call it 4:00? Am I going to be groggy until October when they arbitrarily decide to give this hour back?

What about the rest of the world? Turns out only North America and Europe do this, plus small sections of South America and Australia. Everyone else leaves it alone. Smart people.

God stopped time once. He didn’t do it with the clock, and He had a good reason. “So the sun stood still, and the moon stopped, till the nation avenged itself on its enemies, as it is written in the Book of Jashar. The sun stopped in the middle of the sky and delayed going down about a full day” (Joshua 10:13). Now that’s significant.

Right now, I’d be happy to just stop time for an hour so I can go back to bed. Get my hour back. It’s a long way to October. But like so many other things, I need to learn to absorb the loss. Keep on going. Keep on believing. By the time October rolls around, I will have forgotten all about this feeling of loss I have right now, and getting my hour back will seem like a sheer blessing. So be it.

The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord. (Job 1:21)

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Not so literal

imgresOne of the things that tickles me to death about Jesus is that He was not literal. His speech was lathered with irony, sarcasm, hyperbole, juxtaposition, and innuendo. If we are bound to taking Jesus literally then we are all in trouble, because no camel can pass through the eye of a needle, no mustard seed can move a mountain, and Jesus never destroyed the temple and built it back up in three days like He said He would, so how can we trust anything else He said?

Years ago when I was first writing devotions for Purposedrivenlife.com (some of you may remember this) I was sitting at my computer struggling over an idea for inspiration when I suddenly realized I had been staring at some pretty incredible pictures of God’s creation on my screensaver. Then it dawned on me that I had been caught up in worshiping God through my screensaver, without thinking of it as worship. Duh! I decided to write my devotional in such a way as to take my readers through the same experience of discovery I had gone through. (I wanted them to feel as dumb as I did and possibly make a point if even for that.) I decided the best way to do that was to set them up by admitting I didn’t know what I was going to write about that day, but I had gotten caught up in some pretty incredible pictures on my screensaver, anyway, such as:

… a filigree of fern, its curled, unopened fronds lined up like the tops of cellos in an orchestra section
… a stand of tall Aspens, the green of their tops and the green forest floor blending into a black background leaving only the straight, bare skeleton-white trunks to emerge ghostly through the fog
… a close-up of a single drop of dew suspended under a blade of grass, so still and so pure, you could see your reflection in it.

Then after waxing as eloquently as I possibly could describing five or six more images on my screensaver, I concluded by writing: “After all this, I’m still sitting here, hands clasped behind my head, wondering what I should write about today to help lead us all in the worship of God. Any ideas?”

The surprise was the number of people who wrote me back and tried to seriously answer my question: they tried to give me ideas! One person was even upset that someone in my position would admit to having nothing to writer about.

The experience showed me we’ve all got to ease up on ourselves spiritually. We can become so bent on getting it right that we can’t enjoy the process of discovery. Jesus didn’t put everything on the bottom shelf. He didn’t lay it all out in black and white like you or I would. More often than not He sent people  away scratching their heads. I believe that’s because He wants to involve us in the process.

Jesus never announced He was the Messiah; He asked “Who do men say that I am?” followed up by “Who do you say that I am” and then he let Peter say He was the Messiah and rewarded him for how the Spirit had shown this to him. Isn’t that more fun than “Alright class, today’s lesson is on my mission and purpose for being here so you better pay attention.”

So lighten up a little when you read the words of Jesus. Some of it will cut you to the quick, and some of it is downright hilarious. Sometimes you need to look just to the right or the left of what He said to find what He wanted you to get.

And while you’re at it, why not take a look around you right now and find something you can worship God over that you never have before. Believe me, there’s lots to choose from.

Discovery consists of looking at the same thing as everyone else and thinking something different.
– Roger van Oech

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Getting out of the comparison game

thIf you’ve ever wondered how far God would go to show His love, look in the mirror and wonder no more. We need not look any further than ourselves to find the most shocking and amazing displays of God’s grace. If we think otherwise, it is only because we have not seen ourselves as we truly are.

It has been said and sung many times: “There but for the grace of God go I.” At first this sounds grateful, but such sentiment masks a dangerous pride. It is not unlike the parable Jesus told of a religious leader who prayed, “I thank you, God that I am not a sinner like everyone else, especially like that tax collector over there” (Luke 18:11 NLT)! It is a view that focuses on someone else’s misfortune. Someone else is worse than I am. Much better to be thinking and praying, “Here, because of the grace of God, and for no other reason, am I.” I am the only person I truly know about when it comes to sin. I am the authority on the subject.

The proud Pharisee hasn’t a clue about the sinner — who he is or what he has done. He has no point of reference to judge the man’s life but from his own inflated view of himself. If he had even the slightest clue about his own sin, he would realize he doesn’t have a leg to stand on in the presence of a holy God. The only prayer any of us can pray on the subject of sin is the same one the sinner is praying: “Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner.” This is the only prayer that sends heaven scurrying.

It is best to steer completely clear of the comparison game. Any attempt to better oneself at the mercy of someone else will always bring a twisted view of both ourselves and others.

The immensity of God’s mercy is not displayed in what He did for the world, or for someone else. It is not displayed in someone else’s story about how low they were before Christ picked them up (of course, never as low as we would ever go — heaven forbid)! Nor is it discovered through some theological understanding or study of the many nuances of His grace. No, the immensity of God’s mercy is revealed finally — and only — in the incredible realization that, lo and behold, it found out the worst of the lot. God’s mercy looked down from heaven and found out me!

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Living out a mandate

thBe fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground. Genesis 1:28

This is where God asks us to take care of the world He gave us. This is no small potatoes. That means that we each have a mandate from God to look after that portion of God’s creation that we touch.

Today we live in a vast complex technologically specialized world where our dominion has been broken down to the minutest parts. Your dominion or my dominion may seem of little consequence compared to the fish of the seas, the birds of the air and every living creature moving on the ground that Adam and Eve ruled over, but it is no less significant. Whatever you are responsible for in the world is to be considered your mandate from God, and vitally important to His eternal kingdom

We are here to have our eyes opened to the every day majesty of our existence. God’s will can be found in everything we do. Doing His will on earth as it is in heaven is not just a wishful part of a prayer He taught us, it is what we accomplish every day that gives our lives meaning. Doing the smallest thing as unto Him makes it a big thing in His eternal kingdom.

This is why our lives are important and why everyone counts, even those who think they don’t. One of those who has struggled with realizing this has written the following to the Catch, and I offer it to you as thanks especially to so many of you who have contributed in these last few days so that the Catch might go on uninterrupted: “I am one of those isolated people that has been reached through the Catch. I enjoy what I read and it brings me hope that there is a possibility of a better tomorrow – something never there before. I wish that I could give you something every month for the many broken, down and out people out there just like me. I want to thank those who have been able to support [the Daily Catch] because they helped you reach me through Christ. They helped me stay alive through a difficult time. Their gift matters more than they might realize. I say thanks to all of them.”

Think of it. We have a unique opportunity here. We have a safe place to connect which provides a moment of quiet reflection amidst the clutter of our daily lives – a place where meaning can be imparted and the value of every individual can be grasped without having to be anything but who we are.

Open your eyes, not only to the needs, but also to the provision to meet those needs in Christ.

This is life; this is what it’s supposed to be.
This is God loving you and me.
– From the song “Dance” by John Fischer

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Letting out the secret

Ever since the creation of the world [God’s] eternal power and divine nature, invisible though they are, have been understood and seen through the things he has made. So [everyone is] without excuse… Romans 1:20

No one has to be argued into believing there is a God and even the fact that He is a good God, too. The evidence is common to everyone. Those who claim to not believe have merely talked themselves out of what they used to know.  Nothing new has to be added to what everyone already knows; it’s only necessary to pull back the covers and let it out.

It’s the grand secret. It’s where all witnessing to the truth begins. You don’t have to put anything in anyone’s mind; just uncover what’s already there. The truth about God is self-evident.

I came across the poem I wrote in 2008, and thought since this is a sort of new beginning for the Catch, having been rescued by you, it would be a good place to restart.

The Grand “Aha!”
by John Fischer

It can happen in a glance, from the corner of an eye.
Or flash across the canopy of a star-studded sky.
It can hide inside the childlike caverns of the mind
Over a broken date with the Maker of time.

You can miss it in the shadows, and then find it againimages
In the soft warm fold of a baby’s new skin.
It can happen in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye,
Or in the final laps a runner’s last try.

It’s the kiss in the corner of a coy mother’s mouth.
It’s the question that makes a flock of geese fly south.
It’s the moment the heavens pull back time
To reveal a peek at the grand design.

It’s a shaft of light from a golden sky
That strips the Creator of His alibi.
It’s when the divine comes down to earth,
And gives us an inkling of what we are worth.

It’s the way we look in a bride’s new dress.
It’s the way we know what we can’t confess.
It’s in the heart of the smallest child,th
And makes us want to run free and wild.

It is hidden in the veins of the smallest leaf,
Yet able to cross the gulf of unbelief.
Out of the shadows of a dream you once saw—
Glimpsed in a moment: It’s the Grand “Aha!”

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