Browsing the blog archivesfor the day Thursday, April 9th, 2009.


  • Our Meeting Place

    When last we met along the way,
    The two of us, or sometimes more,
    Knit close together by the moment,
    Touching.
    Close together by what's common,
    Bonding.
    Close together by what's different,
    Shaping.

    We came away so subtly changed,
    I can't explain, I'm somehow more,
    A growing more inside my thinking,
    Shaped.
    Growing more inside my feeling,
    Bonded.
    Growing more inside my being,
    Touched.

    Loving God with all my heart.
    And loving you, my neighbor too.
    I specially meet to think of Him,
    Glorify.
    Specially meet to think of you,
    Satisfy.
    Specially meet to think of life,
    and record the minutes
    from our last meeting.

Died. Died. Died. Died. Died. Died…

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One year Sherry and I planted a garden. It fed a multitude — a multitude of squash bugs, tomato worms, etc.

So this Garden of Eden thing is hard for me to grasp. By faith, however, I believe God’s garden was better than mine.

Genesis 4 and 5 records the time between Adam and Noah. There we find two murders, plus a boring genealogy. We see who was born, and how long people lived (nearly a millennium in some cases).

But I think the lesson is this: All but one generational report ends with these words, “and he died.

Stunning! With Cain’s murder of Abel, physical death exists for the first time. Then we find that death occurs not only by man’s immediate hand, but by the simple passage of time. Maybe we take this for granted today, because our experience tells us it’s inevitable.

There’s one exception. “Enoch walked with God, and he was not found, for God took him.” Nestled among all the natural deaths, we find one man who “walked with God” (as had Adam before the fall). We are left to conclude that God gave him something besides death.

This week, Christians historically confront the story of death head-on. Death… where God’s sustaining gift of animation is sucked out of a physical body, to be sent… where? Who knows, unless God tells us?

God does, in scripture and directly through the words of Jesus.

Jesus walked on earth with God in heaven. Jesus died — then He didn’t. Like Enoch, “he was not found.” The grave could not hold Him.

Because He did, we too may overcome spiritual death and see God as one who walked with Him, if we surrender our self-sufficiency to Him. It’s a tall order, one we cannot satisfy on our own. As God told Cain, “sin is crouching at the door. Its desire is for you, but you must rule over it.” Pride wants to hold us back.

But it need not.

“Christ died for our sins in accordance with the Scriptures, he was buried, he was raised on the third day in accordance with the Scriptures” 1 Cor. 15:3-4.

He is risen! May this week be one whose truth rises and rules in our hearts as well.

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