Presenting My Best

Posted by Jim Thornber on March 5, 2017
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“So Abraham ran back to the tent and said to Sarah, ‘Hurry . . . and bake some bread.’ Then Abraham ran out to the herd and chose a tender calf and gave it to his servant, who quickly prepared it. When the food was ready . . . he served it to the men. ” – Genesis 18:6-8

 

100_percentAfter reading this passage about Abraham’s hospitality to the Lord and the two angels, it occurred to me that sometimes I am either too lazy or too impatient to give to the Lord in the manner of this marvelous man.

As it happens, one day Abe is sitting in front of his tent during the hottest part of the afternoon, sipping sweet tea and listening to the tree frogs, when he looks up and notices three men standing nearby. He must have figured they weren’t normal beings since one moment no one is there and the next moment they’re standing nearby. Since he didn’t see them approaching from the distance, their appearance is Abe’s first clue to be nice.

Realizing he has heavenly guests in his front yard, Abraham goes into high gear and asks if he may treat them to a chair in the shade, a foot bath and a fresh meal. They say “Okay,” and Abraham rushes off to arrange a nice lunch for his guests.

As I was reading this, I wondered why Abraham would go to all this trouble. Undoubtedly, Abraham and Sarah had food in the tent. They weren’t poor and lacking. With all the people Abraham had in his company, it is inconceivable that there wasn’t some meat and bread in the pantry left over from last night’s dinner.

But that isn’t the way of Abraham. Instead, he makes sure to prepare the freshest food for the Lord.  He didn’t give his guests day-old bread and yesterday’s meat, but warm bread and a tender calf. It was a lot of effort and time, but the Lord is gracious to Abraham and allows him the time necessary to make the arrangements.

I wonder: How often does God get my leftovers because I’m too stingy, lazy, preoccupied or even self-conscious to arrange to give Him my best? Sure, I may be thinking I don’t want to try the Lord’s patience by making Him wait until I’ve prepared, but this scene with Abraham tells me that the Lord is already prepared to wait for me to give my best. I’m the only one who is in a hurry.

I also see that giving my best means I may impose upon others in order to give the best, the way Abe got Sarah and the servant involved in the meal. It means that in order for me to give God the best I have to give, I sometimes need the help of other people. Abraham never hesitated to ask for help in giving to the Lord. That is something I need to learn.

Abraham’s reaction to the Lord’s presence in his home is a reminder that: 1) God knows who I am, 2) God’s knows where I live, and 3) God is prepared to wait for my best. I may be impatient to “get on with it,” but the Lord is not in a hurry to receive my leftovers. If the Lord is willing to wait for me, I should be willing to give Him my best.

 

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Getting Out Of The Way

Posted by Jim Thornber on February 26, 2017
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“The human body has many parts, but the many parts make up one whole body. So it is with the body of Christ” – 1 Corinthians 12:12

 

keyLast year I told my Bishop that I hope I never perform a baptism at the church I pastor. He looked at me a bit strange. Since I didn’t elaborate, he asked me if I knew that baptism was one of the ordinances of the church. I said I did, but I repeated that I sincerely hope I never did a baptism at my church. He said, “Okayyyyyy, I’ll bite.”

I said this to my Bishop after discovering that one of the greatest joys I’ve had as a pastor have been the times I’ve not ministered. I may be the pastor of the church, but I also know I’m not the only minister in God’s Church or in the local church where I pastor.

When I read this passage in 1 Corinthians 12:12, it makes me wonder why, in most churches, the pastor is the one who does most of the ministry and has all the key roles. The former pastor of my church was there for almost three decades, and his son was still at the church when I arrived. One day I said to this pastor’s son that one of the things I hope I never do is baptize. Again, that look. I said, “Why should the pastor have the privilege of baptizing people who were invited to church and, in many cases, discipled by others? I think the person who is most influential in the salvation of a new believer should have the privilege of baptizing them. Furthermore, why is it the pastor is the only one who gets to baptize his own kids? Why shouldn’t every parent have that joy?” Continue Reading

My Name Is Jim, And I Am A Thief

Posted by Jim Thornber on January 29, 2017
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“The LORD abhors dishonest scales, but accurate weights are his delight” – Proverbs 11:1

scales_with_gavelI thought you’d like to know how I spent my morning. It started out with, “Hi. My name is Jim, and I’m a thief.” In response, everybody at the weekly meeting of “Thieves Anonymous” shouted back, “Hi, Jim!”

So much for remaining anonymous.

I didn’t start out the morning knowing I was a thief, but as soon as I opened my Bible and read this one verse in Proverbs 11:1, ONE VERSE, I had to put it down and pray and face that startling truth.

So what, you may be asking, have I been stealing? What are the dishonest scales I’ve been using in order to steal from other people?

The first item that comes to mind are the inaccurate weights of my judgments of people based on things that make me feel good. Or, at the very least, feed my ego. For example, when I weigh people based on their looks, I’m using dishonest scales. I figure if they are good looking, they must be a nice person. Then I read that Leo Tolstoy said, “It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness,” and my tilted scales go crashing to the floor.

I’ve also used dishonest scales when I’ve inaccurately weighed people based on their talent. If they show obvious talent for music or computers, I figure they’d be great to have working in the church. But I overlook the person whose gift is to sit quietly before the throne of God and gently pray for every need that comes to mind.

I tilt the scales to my advantage when I wonder how a rich person may be able to bless me or the church, how a friendly person can make me feel or how a well-known person can boost my ego by just being with them. I know how to create envy in others – or at the very least, curiosity – because I know a famous someone, so I’ll drop names of important people or celebrities I may know (or just think I know) because I saw them at Denny’s, or a concert or just on the street (all of those apply to me). Are you envious yet? I want you to be. Can you feel me stealing their celebrity status and using it for my own ego purposes?

The real theft takes place when I remove Christ from His rightful place as my Lord, my hope and my salvation, and I place my hope in people and what they can do for the church and me. Or more accurately, me and the church.

I use dishonest scales when I pray to God for an answer but look to people to provide the solution.

I use dishonest scales when I put more weight into how I look in the eyes of others than how I look in the eyes of God.

I use dishonest scales when I seek friendship with others based on what they can do for me instead of what I can do for them.

Now you know why I could read one verse of Scripture and conclude I’m just another thief. However, since the first step in recovery is to admit I’m powerless to overcome my problem on my own, I’m confident that God, having shown me my thieving ways, will be sure to offer me His solution. And what a relief it is to know His scales are perfectly balanced . . . in my favor.

I Will Never Stop Teaching

Posted by Jim Thornber on January 28, 2017
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“Then Jesus went from village to village, teaching the people” – Mark 6:6

bibles-jdtI was in the produce section of Wal-Mart the other day when I saw Charles, who pastors another church in town. As is our custom when we run into one another, we stood there talking about God, church, Scriptures and life. We laughed, shared, commiserated and truly enjoyed ourselves. It’s strange that we can’t seem to find the time to have a lunch together, but we have the time to share and encourage one another for half an hour while we lean up against the banana display in the produce section.

While we were talking about teaching the Scriptures, Pastor Charles reminded me of the scene in Mark where Jesus couldn’t do many miracles in Nazareth, His home town, because the people there lacked faith. Mark 6:6 says, “And he was amazed at their unbelief.”

I know how Jesus felt. And so does Pastor Charles. We spend so much of our time as pastors soothing the saints and reassuring the redeemed we are the first to be amazed when people still doubt God and His Word and make the life of the church fifteenth on their list of important places to get involved in. We listen to people claim to love God’s Word but fail to show up consistently to Bible studies when they are offered. We hear people claim that their life is not their own because Jesus is their Lord, and then they complain when life isn’t going their way all the time. It is about this time in the life of a pastor when we wonder if we are doing anybody any good.

That’s why meeting Pastor Charles was so timely for me. I needed to know that Jesus felt my confusion, was amazed at people’s unbelief, yet never gave up His mission or His ministry. After telling us Jesus was amazed at the people’s unbelief, Mark goes on to say, “Then Jesus went from village to village, teaching the people.”

            My job as a pastor isn’t to get people to accept the Word I teach. Neither does my calling ever include a time to stop teaching. If only five people show up for Bible study on Wednesday night, I need to teach like there were five hundred there. I know what I want to do. I want to tell the church, “You have voted with your feet that Bible study isn’t important to you so we are cancelling it. Call me if you change your mind.” That’s what my pride wants to do. It wants to stand up and tell people how good and holy I am because I want to teach the Word but how unholy and selfish they are because they don’t want to study the Word. I want to take the bully pulpit and justify my bad attitude at the expense of others. And by talking with other pastors, I’m not the only one.

But then I run into a brother in Wal-Mart who reminds me that after being rejected by His hometown, Jesus turned and went from village to village, teaching the people. Jesus never forgot His mission and His purpose for being with us. He was amazed at their unbelief, not angry. He was amazed, but didn’t take it personal. He just continued on. And this is what I sense He is telling me.

And so I will.

 

 

When Will You Die?

Posted by Jim Thornber on December 29, 2016
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“So Moses, the servant of the Lord, died there in the land of Moab, just as the Lord had said.” (Deut. 34:5)

moses-on-mount-neboI recently finished teaching a series on the life of Moses at my church, and when it was all over there was one particular thought that stayed with me, comforted me and even brought me some relief. The thought is this: Our life doesn’t end simply because we’re old and wore out. Instead, God takes us when He determines our time is up.

Deuteronomy records the last days of the Moses’ life, where God calls him to the top of Mount Nebo for a final look around. Now, this mountains is about 4,500 feet high, and most of us are thinking, “Hey, nice view.” But Moses was 120 years old! How many of you could climb almost one mile high now, much less than when you are 120 years old? And there was no trail or paved road. Moses blazed his own trail and climbed to the top. I have trouble going up and down the stairs at work more than a few times in a row, and here’s Moses doing a little last minute mountain climbing and sight-seeing before he finally takes his eternal rest. Moses was a stud.

But Moses wasn’t just physically strong, he was spiritually strong. We don’t find any self-pity or final regrets mentioned in this last chapter of his life. He knew he was going to see the land God promised to Abraham, and he knew he was never going to walk there. Furthermore, the Lord had already chosen Joshua to take the Children of Israel into the Promised Land. The only thing left for Moses to do was to hike a mountain, enjoy the view, and quietly pass away.

I believe this brief story reminds us that, as believers, we have no reason to fear or panic when it comes to dying. We all die; it is part of living. In some ways, we’re really not ready to live until we’re ready to die.

As we read about Moses climbing to the top of the mountain, we don’t really want him to die. I remember reading the Gospels in high school and somewhere in my mind was the hope Jesus didn’t have to die this time. Of course, I knew that He did and I knew why He did, I just didn’t want Him to actually die. Perhaps it is something within all people that abhors the death of another, because to experience death is not the way God first created us. We were created to live on and on but the original sin messed that up. Still, it didn’t mess up our expectation for eternal life, nor our sense of sorrow when a loved one dies. We know they will; we just don’t want them to.

At the end of his life, Moses is still strong enough to climb the mountain and get a look around, and what a view it is. He starts by looking northward from Gilead to Dan, turning northwest to see Naphtali and the territory of Ephraim and Manasseh, then west to all the land of Judah as far as the Mediterranean Sea, and finally southward toward the Negev (semi-desert region) and the Valley of Jericho. After wandering the deserts for forty years, this must have been quite a sight.

I wonder if our final moments in life will also reveal a spectacular, panoramic, heavenly view of what is ahead; a new dimension that we can see only by the invitation of God. “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him,” Paul wrote in 1 Cor. 2:9. This is what Moses was looking forward to as he took his final look at the Promised Land.

And I am sure that Moses enjoyed the view. Verse 7 says “Moses was 120 years old when he died, yet his eyesight was clear, and he was as strong as ever.” Moses was more than twice my age but still he had better eyesight than I do! The word “strong” here occurs six times in the OT with the sense of being fresh, moist, or green like a tree. It speaks of sexual vigor and physical health.

Nobody knows how many more years Moses would have lived naturally if the Lord had not taken him when He did. Every part of Moses was physically healthy and spiritually strong. So take heart knowing that God doesn’t take us only when we’re worn out. He takes us when He determines our time is up. And if you’re still breathing, it means God isn’t finished with you yet. I encourage you not to give up on yourself until God determines it is time for you to go.

 

What Martial Arts Taught Me About Prayer

Posted by Jim Thornber on December 22, 2016
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For four years I was an Assemblies of God minister and a monk with the Brothers and Sisters of Charity at the Little Portion Hermitage. This is an excerpt from my book Taking Off My Comfortable Clothes: Removing Religion to Find Relationship.

Every Friday evening, the community gathered in the chapel at the Little Portion for a half hour of silent prayer and meditation. At the appointed time, we would enter the candle-lit chapel, find a place to sit, and silently talk with God. Occasionally, you would hear the sound of slow, heavy breathing in the chapel – that unmistakable indication that one of the saints is taking a short siesta. But for the most part, everyone was engaged in some type of silent prayer.

It was during these times—when I desired nothing more than to bask in the presence of God and simply be with the One who loved me to death—that unsavory images from my past or arguments I’ve had with people would come screaming into my head. Here I am trying to meditate upon God, and an image of girl I once dated (and shouldn’t have) explodes upon my imagination. Now, instead of hoping to catch a glimpse of God’s glory, I have Victoria’s Secret dancing in my head. What’s a monk to do?

The Battle of Prayer

Oswald Chambers said, “The battle of prayer is against two things in the earthlies: wandering thoughts and lack of intimacy with God’s character as revealed in His word. Neither can be cured at once, but they can be cured by discipline.” Although I didn’t know it at the time, it was my previous study of martial arts that helped me overcome my wandering thoughts while in prayer.

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I Have No Record

Posted by Jim Thornber on December 16, 2016
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“He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.” – Psalm 103:12

fresh-start Usually when I eat breakfast, I have a book open in front of me. I eat and read almost every morning. But yesterday I was running late so I didn’t open my book. As I was looking around the breakfast table, I noticed my wife’s address book was open because she’s been addressing Christmas cards. I also noticed that she writes everything in her book in ink. How silly is that? Ink! You know that people are going to move, change phone numbers, get married and or even die, right? This means you have to cross out the name or number and stack another on top of it or even write a completely new entry.

I, on the other hand, am the smart one (yes, she’s rolling her eyes…). I write everything in pencil. That way all I have to do is erase the name or number and start over. It bothers me that she writes in ink. I’ve told her so. More than once. But she still does it. So, while I was eating breakfast and looking at her address book, God broke through. Yes. Even God can speak to a selfish soul whilst they are in the midst of judging another…

It occurred to me that God does a bit of writing Himself, and He does so in a variety of mediums and on different canvases. Jeremiah tells us that God writes His instructions on the hearts of His people (Jer. 31:33), while He told Isaiah, “See, I have written your name on the palms of my hands” (Isa. 49:16). Jesus told the church in Pergamum each victorious believer would receive a white stone with a new name written on it (Rev. 2:17). God wrote with on the two tablets of the Ten Commandments, with His finger (Ex. 31:18), on both sides (Ex. 32:15). Even Jesus did a bit of writing while He waited for the self-righteous teachers of the law and the Pharisees to disperse from their judgments of the woman caught in adultery (John 8:6-8), reminding us of what Jeremiah said: “Those who turn away from you will be written in the dust because they have forsaken the LORD, the spring of living water” (Jer. 17:13).

What does this have to do with my wife’s address book? I believe that God keeps track of our lives, but He does so with some type of instrument that is easily changed, not permanent, not eternal. God became a baby so He may grow to take away the sins of the world. He knows that people will change, repent and seek to start over. In His great love He keeps us from destruction and puts all our sins behind His back (Isa. 38:17); removing them from us as far as the east is from the west (Ps. 103:12).

Our lives are a living palimpsest, a manuscript on which two or more successive texts are written, each one being erased to make room for the next. One day I’m a sinner, the next day a saint, and tomorrow is yet to be determined. But God, in His love for the Word and the invention of words, determines not only to write our names on the palm of His hand, He writes our sins in the blood of the Lamb and our past He records in erasable ink, for the love of God keeps no record of wrongs (1 Cor. 13:5).

And so, for reasons only God knows and only God can justify, because of the gift of Christ we are “holy and blameless” as we stand past-erased (Col. 1:22). In the Book of Life God writes our name. There is nothing crossed out, no record of faults and no list of changes. There’s just us, loved and accepted in the beloved (Eph. 1:6), whose names are on the guest list to join the party that accompanies the wedding feast of the Lamb (Rev. 19:7).