A Poor Widow’s Rich Offering

Posted by Jim Thornber on July 21, 2018
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“A poor widow came by and dropped in two small coins. ‘I tell you the truth,’ Jesus said, ‘this poor widow has given more than all the rest of them. . . she, as poor as she is, has given everything she has.’” Luke 21:2-4 (NLT)

 

This passage is an instant challenge and bothers me for one reason: I don’t know if I could drop everything I have in God’s collection box and walk away.

Yet, that is exactly what this widow did. She took her entire net worth, two of the smallest of Jewish coins, walked into the presence of God, and without considering anyone was watching, especially God as Messiah, dropped them in the collection box and walked away. She didn’t get a receipt, couldn’t write it off on her taxes as a charitable donation and didn’t tell the pastor she no longer had food money or bus fare to return home. She simply gave her all to God and walked away because that was what her heart wanted to do.

Not me. My ego always struggles with acknowledgment. I want the leaders of the church and denominational officials (and truth be told, God, to a lesser extent) to know exactly what I’m sacrificing. I not only want my left hand to know what my right hand is doing (Matt. 6:3), I want them to get together and start an avalanche of applause because I’ve done it. Who really wants to give in secret when a bunch of our friends can get together and give us a big party for all our generosity?

Actually, many people give just like this unnamed widow woman: generously, anonymously, and almost fearful somebody will find out. They live to give and look for ways to invest in the Kingdom. I know they’re out there because I’ve met them.  Even went to church with a few of them. One millionaire I met said all he wants to do is make God famous with his money. Looking back on it, I wonder if he meant he wanted to make God famous with his own personal money or with the money he knows is already God’s. Either way, the result was the same – a complete investment in the Kingdom of God.

I can’t help but wonder what that would look like – completely investing everything I have in God’s Kingdom. How would it feel to walk into the Temple of God, take everything I own, drop it at His feet and walk away? I know I was supposed to have done that when I accepted Jesus as my Savior and claimed Him as my Lord. But in reality, I’m grateful Jesus is my Savior but I’ve retained lordship, possession and control of most everything else. It’s my name on Friday’s paycheck, my name on the registration of the truck, my name on the gas bill and my name on the church sign, right after the name of the church – the church name that doesn’t mention God. I claim Him as Savior but live as my own Lord. And now, a poor widow woman is challenging my professed, but not yet possessed, spirituality.

Maybe if I had nothing but a couple of coins in my pocket it would be easier to give it up. But then, maybe not. If I don’t have a generous spirit with everything I have now, what’s to say I’d be more generous if I had less? Or more?

I wish I had a good answer to these questions. I do know I need to spend more time talking with God about my attitude toward His stuff, remembering that everything from the paycheck to the cell phone and all things in between are actually His. Maybe when that truly becomes a reality, the story or a poor woman’s rich offering will stop being a challenge because I’ll finally be as generous as she was. But until then, I hope this story never stops bothering me.

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Why I Don’t Chase Christians Who Leave The Church

Posted by Jim Thornber on July 12, 2018
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“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him. . .” – Luke 15:20

 

If you’ve been in church very long, you’ve probably seen more than one person leave your fellowship. And I don’t meant they left your church in order to go to another church, which happens a lot, but they simply stopped going to church completely.

What are you supposed to do when people stop attending church? Not just your church, but any church? Do you call them up and ask them why? Do you quote Hebrews 10:25 at them as a proof text that we are not to “give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing”? Do you go to their house on Sunday morning and force them to go to church with a gun in one hand and a Bible in the other?

In Luke 15, often called the “Lost Chapter” because of all the things that get lost, we find some interesting reactions to those lost items. The shepherd left ninety-nine sheep to search for the one that was lost, and the woman lit a lamp and cleaned house to find the lost coin. However, we don’t read about the father leaving home to go find the son. Instead, we simply find the father waiting at home, anticipating the day the son would return, for he noticed his son “while he was still a long way off.”

Why didn’t the father go after the son? The shepherd and the woman both search for their lost items, but the father stays and home and waits. Why? Because the sheep and the coin were ignorant of being lost, while the son, “when he came to his senses” (Luke 15:17), knew the way home. This is why I don’t chase Christians: they know the way home.

As you read the Scriptures, you might find it interesting the people Jesus didn’t chase. He didn’t chase after the rich young man who couldn’t take Jesus at His word (Matt. 19:22). He never ran him down and said, “Well, let’s talk this over and see if you’ll come back.” Jesus never tried to talk Judas out of betraying Him or Peter out of denying Him.  Then there is the multitude that walked out on Jesus in John 6:66, and all Jesus did was look at the Twelve and say, “You do not want to leave me too, do you?” (6:67).

Why is it, then, that we tend to worry and wring our hands over people who have left our fellowship? No one leaves by accident. Everyone leaves by choice, and I choose to honor that choice.

This doesn’t mean I no longer talk with those who have left our fellowship. I’ve had some great conversations with those who left, and I still do. I have lunch with people who no longer fellowship anywhere, and still mow the lawn of a widow who left our fellowship and joined another. I just don’t chase them and invite them back, especially if they’ve found another fellowship. But even if they’re sitting at home on Sunday and watching football, I still won’t invite them to church. They are children of the Father, and they know the way home.

Because I don’t chase them, they feel free to be themselves in my presence. They know I’m not looking to pad the numbers at church. They know I respect their decisions without agreeing with it. I’m responsible to them, I’m not responsible for them. They know they are always welcome to fellowship with us any time they want. They know they are free to pursue God at their own pace, and I’m free from racking my brain trying to figure out how to keep everyone safe and happy in church. Even Jesus lost one out of twelve, so why shouldn’t I?

I don’t chase Christians who have left the church, but that doesn’t stop me from looking for them from a long way off. And when they do return, there is always time to have one more party.

 

 

Warning! Church Membership Ahead! Use Extreme Caution!

Posted by Jim Thornber on July 9, 2018
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I have posted this before, but it seems appropriate to do so again. — Jim

 

I had a conversation with a young mother the other day who was dismayed at the way she’d been treated in church by other Christians. She told me the deepest hurts she’d ever encountered in life have come through religious people she thought should know better.

The more I considered this, the more I think the leaders in God’s Church have done their people a great disservice. As an Evangelical Protestant/Pentecostal, for years I’ve heard that the only thing a person needs to do to be saved is to “confess Jesus Christ as their personal Lord and Savior.”  I’ve seen people practically coerced into repeating those words, or some semblance of them, only to hear the announcement they’re now saved, cleansed, set free from their sins and ready to live their life for the Lord. Then follows the invitation that almost ruins this new, if questionable convert: “Come and go to church with me.”

Unfortunately, many times in our efforts to get someone to say the magic Salvation Formula, we don’t bother to explain what a Lord is and we forget that none of us knows everything God’s saved us from. We convince people that simply repeating a sentence after us will grant them eternal life and everything on earth is now going to be a big, warm fuzzy feeling of joy and happiness since Jesus paid for your sins and made you a part of the family of God.

However, once we’ve got them in the church door, we’ve conveniently forgotten to tell these new converts about self-righteous Sister Sally and judgmental Brother Bob, the self-appointed spiritual police who make war with anyone who disagrees with them, dresses differently, has divergent opinions on the proper music to use in church or reads an unauthorized Bible. We don’t warn them that some of the tongues they’ll hear will be lashings that won’t need an interpretation. We forget to tell them that not everyone in church believes that God so loved the world that He died for their sins. Instead, they believe we are all sinners in the hands of an angry God and it’s their duty to convey God’s anger.

In your face.

In the front foyer.

Before the first service.

We forget to warn the new “converts” that the local church is really nothing more than a hospital for sick spirits, and you’re going to see some ugly diseases that are still in the process of healing. Meanwhile, there’s going to be bloody words, attitudes vomited upon innocent bystanders, and a series of serene hymns sung by sweet senior saints followed by the excrement of anger over the fresh worship chorus introduced by the disorderly orderly known as the worship minister.

Then we wonder why new Christians find themselves so easily disillusioned.

I’m about ready to forbid anyone from joining the church I pastor until they’ve read, at a minimum, the gospels of Mark and John and the epistles of First Peter, James and Hebrews. I want them to know that suffering, persecution, hard times and disappointments will part of their new life in Christ. I want to assure them that life is hard, misery is an option, and no matter what tragedy you encounter in life – and Christians are not immune to tragedies – God is not mad at you.

I’m ready to have a talk with my friends from the Methodist, Episcopalian, Presbyterian and Catholic churches and see how they conduct their confirmation classes. If someone wants to join my church, I want them to know the reason for God’s unconditional love, the necessity of Calvary, the reality of people’s sinful condition and the hope we have in Christ Jesus. I want them to be educated in the supremacy of God’s mercy and the ways of people’s pain.

I want them to embrace the Christian life with their eyes open and a determination to face the truth – not with a brain full of platitudes and assurances that life will be fine with Jesus and everyone in the church is just so proud you’re a member.

As a pastor, it is my job to lead, feed, protect and release the people God brings into the church. I’m responsible to give them the full Gospel of Jesus Christ, not just the sanitized American version. Jesus warned us the world would hate us, but it was the religious leaders who called for His crucifixion. Paul’s letters dealt with numerous church problems, John addressed false teachers, James had to bring the rich and poor together under the headship of Christ and Peter might actually have been crucified upside down. How can I be a pastor and hide the truth from the people I’m teaching? I can’t. And I won’t.

Of course, this doesn’t help the young mother who is still stinging from the church people who’ve misrepresented Jesus and made her life difficult. The only thing I can offer her is my own apology for the way people have treated her and encourage her to use her pain to find fresh ways to represent the truth of Christ’s love to the next generation of Christians. Maybe then we won’t see as many walking wounded in our churches. Maybe.

Only One Voice

Posted by Jim Thornber on June 20, 2018
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“Who told you that you were naked?” – Genesis 3:11

 

Have you ever started to read a book or a magazine article, only to come across a sentence that was so good you couldn’t finish it because one key sentence held your attention and wouldn’t let you continue? It happened to me more than once. I was reading an article about Erwin McManus, pastor of the church Mosaic in Los Angeles, where he quoted Genesis 3:11, “Who told you that you were naked?” Naturally, I’d read that sentence before. It is what he said afterwards that stopped me in my tracks.

Until the original sin of Adam and Eve, the universe was filled with the voice of God—the voice that created the universe. When God saw the couple had fallen, His first question was not, “Why did you do this?” or “What happened?” He simply asked them, “Who told you that you were naked?” In other words (and this is the sentence that stopped me from reading more), “What other voice did you choose to replace Mine with?”

That question is still ringing in my ears, and we should all ask ourselves the same question. When I think about this question in light of the New Testament, my mind immediately goes to the book of Philippians. It is obvious in his letter, in spite of his imprisonment and abandonment by most of the Christians in Rome, Paul never replaced God’s voice with any other voice. Not despair, pity, or loneliness. Not complaining or self-doubt. Instead, Paul remembers his calling to serve Christ and continues not only to encourage the believers in Philippi, he even sees new converts in Rome. Regardless of his circumstances, Paul writes a letter we call a letter of joy. Why? Because joy is a word used sixteen times in his letter to the Philippians.

The simple fact is you can only have this supernatural joy when there is only one Voice speaking in your head. When doubt, despair, sin or abandonment wants equal time with the voice of God, and it will, I can only encourage all of us to say, “I choose to listen to God and only to God.”

It is a spiritual truth that no one can serve two masters (Matthew 6:24). But what we fail to remember is the fact that every person on earth must serve at least one. Paul chose to serve Christ, and even calls himself a slave of Christ. He was once a servant of sin; now he served his Savior. He replaced all other voices with the voice of God.

 

With the constant pull of more money, more power, more prestige and just plain more stuff, I pray we all choose to tune out those others voices so we can say with Paul, “I have discarded everything else, counting it all as garbage, so that I could gain Christ and become one with him” (Phil. 3:8-9 NLT).  Then, as we learn to hear only God’s voice, our whole life will be a well-read letter of joy.

 

 

 

 

My Least Favorite Scripture

Posted by Jim Thornber on May 21, 2018
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How many of you have your favorite verses of Scripture? You know, the ones you’ve memorized, written down, maybe even have them framed and hung on the wall or, most importantly, plastered on the refrigerator door. Me too. Since I turned fifty-seven years old a few months back, I’m becoming fond of Song of Songs 2:14, where the young man tells his bride, “Let me see your face; let me hear your voice. For your voice is pleasant, and your face is lovely.” It gives me comfort to think that as the remaining hair on my head turns grayer and the lines grow deeper on my face, God still likes to hear me speak and enjoys seeing my face in His presence.

However, for many years I’ve also had a least favorite Scripture, because I just couldn’t understand what it meant. Whenever anyone asked what faith was, some well-meaning person in the room would always quote Heb. 11:1, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” True, that’s what is says. Can’t deny it. Now, what the heck does that mean? “Well,” they’d say, “faith is a substance, a thing that, uh, you know, you have when you’re, uh, hoping for something like heaven or a blessing, or, uh…” About that time I’d say, “Never mind. I’m still confused.” Do you see why it was my least favorite Scripture?

The problem with quoting this one verse of Scripture and stopping there is this: Although it is technically correct, it is contextually incomplete. To take one verse of Scripture, quote it, then sit back and wait for the light to come on over everyone’s head is a bit presumptuous. Even the author of Hebrews wasn’t so mean as to just give us the definition without giving us a bunch of illustrations. You see, Hebrews 11:1 can be the most frustrating verse in the Bible if it just hangs alone, because in just a few more sentences the author tells us that without faith, it is impossible to please God (11:6). Now Scripture tells me I must have faith to please God, but I’m still not sure what faith is!

Fortunately, the author of Hebrews doesn’t just stop with the definition, because he knows the definition alone won’t help us. Instead, Hebrews 11 gives us one verse of definition followed by thirty-nine verses of illustration, telling us how the heroes of the Bible lived their lives according to their faith.

Could it be that faith is best defined by the people who live it? Could it be that faith is not so much a possession to admire as much as it is a gift to be used? In fact, faith is such a word of action that we can learn thirty-nine times more about it by exercising it than we can by defining it. The best way to define faith is by looking into the lives of people who placed their entire hope and trust in a God they could not see, touch, or comprehend. The heroes of Hebrews 11 didn’t describe faith in a neat, concise sentence, but lived it in their everyday actions and learned it well by obeying the Word. Therefore, the world can tell you are a person of faith because of the way you live, not because of the Scriptures you can quote.

Now I don’t mind Hebrews 11:1 as much as I used to. I still haven’t completely figured out the substance and the evidence parts yet, but who knows? Maybe one day that verse will make it to my refrigerator door.

 

Jesus Feeds 9,000

Posted by Jim Thornber on April 27, 2018
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I wrote this a number of years ago while I was a between ministry positions. Perhaps it will help some readers who are between God’s assignments in their life. Blessings.

“We have only five loaves of bread and two fish,” they answered. “Bring them here to me,” Jesus said. – Matthew 14:13-21; 15:32-38 

Up until recently, I never had a need or an opportunity to apply these verses to my life. However, since I have been an unemployed minister for a while, I am starting to read Scripture differently, because I am starting to doubt my own resources.

As I search, seek, and ask God about my next assignment, I cannot help but wonder about my skills and talents and why so many churches have no interest in employing me. I do not have an answer at this time, but it has driven me to look at Scripture in a different light.

Because my primary spiritual gift is teaching, I have spent years reading the Bible mostly for those things I could teach from the pulpit or in the Sunday school class. However, since those two forums have recently (and, I pray, temporarily) dried up, I have resorted to reading Scripture not so much for how I can apply it to your life, but for how I can apply it to mine! Yes, I should have been doing this all along, but I am a little slow on the uptake. Just like the disciples in these two passages. Perhaps this is why these stories bothered me as I read them this morning. They hit too close to home.

In the first passage, the disciples show their concern for the crowd, but in a selfish way. They know the crowd needs to eat, but the disciples do not want to take responsibility for this task and ask Jesus to send them away. Not missing a beat, Jesus says, “That isn’t necessary – you feed them” (14:16 NLT).

However, the disciples reply by saying they do not have adequate resources. “But we only have five loaves of bread and two fish!” they tell Jesus.

“Bring them here,” Jesus says.

At that point, I stopped reading.

I am feeling a bit like the disciples. I know I have some resources, but they seem so meager and inadequate for the task. It is all too overwhelming for me. People need to be fed and taught and discipled and trained to do the work of ministry, and all I have is a little Bible training and a passion to teach.

“Bring them here,” Jesus tells me.

And I know what will happen when I do. He will take the little I have and bless it and make it adequate for the job He has assigned for me. Feeling better about myself – if not a tad rebuked – I continued reading.

Now I come to the second story, the feeding of the 4,000 (5,000 plus 4,000 equals 9,000, hence the title, if you were wondering.)

In the second passage, Jesus has to tell the disciples of His compassion for the hungry people, and guides the disciples into an understanding of the people’s need to eat. The disciples respond by wondering where they could find enough food to feed everybody. Jesus takes them a step further and asks them what they have on hand. “Seven loaves, and a few small fish,” they reply.

Once again, Jesus asks for their limited resources, blesses it, returns it to the disciples and has them distribute it to the people. Much to their amazement, the disciples discover that not only were 4,000 men fed, but like before, there were baskets full of leftovers.

I stopped reading again. This one not only hit home, it destroyed it.

I have often prided myself on my ability to read Scripture, understand enough of it to apply it in a situation, and find a way to teach it. But this second story, coming so quickly on the heals of the first, reminds me how often I have to learn the same lesson numerous times. I used to shout at the disciples, “Why are you so dense? Didn’t you get it the first time?” Now I leave the disciples alone and ask myself the same questions.

So what are the lessons for me? (I don’t know about you. Go get your own lessons.).

  1. Jesus knows my limited resources.
  2. Jesus asks me to bring my resources to Him.
  3. Jesus blesses my resources beyond my comprehension.
  4. I may have to learn this lesson more than once.

 

Fortunately, there will come a day when Jesus will send me out to feed the hungry, pray for the sick, teach new disciples and bring glory to His name. I only pray that I don’t have to learn this lesson too many times. I’m tired of being unemployed.

 

 

What Is That Ringing In My Ears?

Posted by Jim Thornber on April 19, 2018
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By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going.  Hebrews 11:8

 

Abraham’s patient obedience is starting to irk me. He did not own any land, nor had he personally received any as an inheritance, and so Abraham lived as a tent dwelling nomad, moving from place to place. He waited twenty-five years to see the son God promised him, and never really possessed the land God said his children would inherit.

I keep wondering how Abraham could remain so patient in his obedience. We live in a society that grows impatient if it takes too long for the coffee to brew in the morning, much less wait four hundred years for escrow to close on our new property! Still, Abraham went to Canaan possessing nothing but faith.

  • He didn’t know where he was going
  • He didn’t have a house when he arrived
  • He didn’t own any land to build upon
  • He didn’t know anybody who lived there

He had no job, no prospects, no forwarding address, no inheritance from his family, and of course no children to give the inheritance to even if he had one. With all that going for him, Abraham “when called . . . obeyed and went” (vs. 8), because his faith was certain of what he did not see (Heb. 11:1) and apparently he didn’t even give it much thought. The phrase “when called” translated an action indicating a quick response. In other words, while the call of God was still ringing in his ears, Abraham was packing his bags and moving west.

When was the last time I obeyed the word of God while the sound of His instructions was still ringing in my ears?  Too often, I’ve been guilty of telling God what I think He really meant to say, hoping that He would understand my viewpoint and change His instructions to meet my faith where I am comfortable. However, by the time I get through arguing a point with God, I sometimes forget what the original instructions were, and then of course I must start all over again.

I know I’m not the only one guilty of this. I’ve met other Christians who are guilty of giving obedient lip service to God, but when it comes to doing what they say they will do, they fall short of the mark. Jesus knew this to be the case for many of us and so He told a parable of two sons (Matt. 21:28-32), with one saying to his father, “I will, sir,” but in the end did not obey.   The true children of Abraham, also known as disciples of Christ, obey in word and deed. In this spirit, Abraham believed God and quickly obeyed. Hebrews 5:9 reminds us that Jesus is the “source of eternal salvation for all who obey him.” It is one thing to believe God’s directives, and quite another to obey them.

But there have been times when I have jumped up and obeyed at the quickest possible moment, and the joy from that obedience is enough to make me say, “Ask me to do something else Lord, this is great!” There is a joy in faithful obedience to God that one can find nowhere else.

Does this mean that every time I quickly obey I will like the results? No, but my limited understanding of “good results” isn’t really the point, is it? God calls me to obey and leave the results up to Him. By releasing the controls, God is able to work in a way that is beyond my understanding, setting me free from the burden of having to steer my own life. I believe that God’s vantage point gives Him a better view of my horizon, so I trust Him to steer me in the direction that I need to go.

Now, what is that ringing in my ears?