Black Friday World

Where is peace in a “Black Friday” world? One of the worst examples of our consuming culture was reported by The Daily News. “A shopper who collapsed while shopping at a Target store in West Virginia went almost unnoticed as customers continued to hunt for bargain deals. Walter Vance, a 61-year-old pharmacist, who reportedly suffered from a prior heart condition, later died at the hospital. Witnesses say some shoppers ignored and even walked over the man's body as they continued to shop. Friends and co-workers saddened to learn of his death, expressed outrage over the way he was treated by shoppers.

"Where is the good Samaritan side of people?" one co-worker asked. "How could you not notice someone was in trouble? I just don't understand if people didn't help what their reason was, other than greed because of a sale."

We know that before the compassionate Samaritan showed up to help, others (a couple of preachers in fact, devout religious people) acted in much the same way as these Black Friday shoppers. They were all guided by something other than our God, which is idolatry. But perhaps the real point of connection is how the injured man in Jesus story got into that situation to begin with. Jesus says, “he fell into the hands of robbers.” These robbers “stripped him of his clothes, beat him, and went away, leaving him half dead.”

Jesus told us that there is one who came to steal, kill and destroy. Our all consuming culture robs us of our humanity to the point that people could step over a dying man, completely ignoring his condition, to save a few hundred dollars on their most coveted items. There is something seriously wrong with this whole scenario. There is something sinister… something evil about the rampant greed and materialism all around us.

Jesus went on to say, “I have come that they may have life – real, full, abundant, eternal life!” In this season we worship a King who was born to peasant parents in simple surroundings. This Messiah was laid in a manger. We call Him King of kings, Lord of lords, Prince of peace… Emmanuel – God with us. During this Christmas season, let us not get caught up in the culture of consumerism, which only leads us to consume and use one another. Instead, let us be guided by a star to come and bow before a simple Savior, offering ourselves to Him once more.

Pilgrim Song

It's not easy to walk in the rain,

And I walk with my eyes to the ground,

And I often ignore the rainbow above,

And the coming of the sun.

When I started on the journey

I was so energetic

And I didn't know

that it would be so slow.

Just a helping hand for neighbors

And a smile to cheer the pilgrims

And the Book to show us

clearly where to go.

But so many fell behind,

some didn't even know

About the journey we could

take towards the sun,

And I find myself bewildered by the needs of those around,

Struggling in the cold rain.

There is beauty on the journey

As the crippled and the poorest

Carry others' burdens too, to my surprise.

And I find we need each other

As we struggle with the darkness

Often spurred by rays of light in clouded skies.

But the spirit of so many dies in all the gloom

And many others starve and fall along the Way,

And I find myself in anger that the strongest will not share,

Deafened to the cries of pain.

There have been times of heavy weather

When I've thought of giving up

And questioned whether anyone has made it through.

But I stake my life on what I know of Jesus and His love

And see the rainbow as my sign that it is true.

And the power that comes from sharing all the power we have,

And the glimpse of peace and justice on the Way

Is enough to make me lift my eyes and take another arm

Strong enough for one more day.

It's not easy to walk in the rain,

And I walk with my eyes to the ground,

And I often ignore the rainbow above,

And the coming of the sun.

And the coming of the sun.

~ Ross Langmead

Rebuilding the Altar

I have been reflecting today on that powerful encounter on Mount Carmel. Not a mountain of caramel, that would be something one might find in Willy Wonka’s factory. If you ate a mountain of caramel, you might just look like our youth pastor in this picture. ;) No, I’m thinking of that fateful day when Elijah, the prophet of the one true God, faced down 450 prophets of baal. It is a familiar story for most of us, but if you want to read it again, it can be found in 1 Kings 18.

I have always been fascinated by this episode – what faith, what trust Elijah must have had and what a display of God’s presence and power they all witnessed that day. I wonder what it would have been like to be there and watch it all go down. What it would have been like to hear Elijah taunt the prophets of baal as they cut themselves and called out to their false god. What a moment.

Recently someone pointed out to me that the first thing Elijah did, once the prophets of baal failed, was to call the people together to rebuild the altar of the Lord. The altar was in ruins. The place of sacrifice and prayer to the Lord was in ruins. As a result there was no rain. The land was desolate, barren, and unfruitful.

Elijah rebuilds that altar – the place of sacrifice, the place of prayer – and a fire falls from heaven to consume their offering. God moves in a mighty way. And soon a healing rain begins to fall on their dry and parched land.

One of the primary founders of the Church of the Nazarene once said: A genuine revival will come only by the fire of God from an open heaven, in answer to some soul or souls who dare to rebuild the altar of God and put the wood in order and place upon it a complete sacrifice, and trust God against all odds. ~ P. F. Bresee

May ROC Church come together to rebuild the altar in our community. May we become a place where people offer themselves as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God, in a genuine act of worship. And may we begin to experience the presence, the power, and the healing rain, that only God can bring to our land.

Integrity

Whoever walks in integrity walks securely,

but whoever takes crooked paths will be found out.

~ Proverbs 10:9

As we explored the life of Joseph and talked about the importance of integrity yesterday, it reminded me of a story I recently heard about a High School basketball coach. After coaching Blue Collar Bulldogs basketball team for 18 years, Coach Cleveland Stroud finally won a state championship game. Stroud recalled that "it was the perfect night" when they won. "A night you dream of." He was carried around the gym on the shoulders of his triumphant players and their proud parents. The local paper put his picture on the front page. But the excitement was short-lived.

Two months after the championship, during a routine grade check, Stroud discovered that one player was academically ineligible. The young man had only played 45 seconds during the regional qualifying tournament. He struggled for a little bit with the decision, but finally reported the error to the league and forfeited their trophy. When the team gathered in the locker room to lament their loss, he told them, “Boys, you’ve got to do what is honest, what is right, and what the rules say. People forget the scores of basketball games, but they don’t ever forget what you are made of. Winning is an important thing for any team, but your principles have to be higher than your goals.”

May we, like Joseph, learn to be people of integrity who honor God by doing the right thing simply because it is the right thing to do. And don’t forget to thank God for the fleas! (If you weren’t there Sunday to hear the message, ignore that last sentence… or better yet, ask someone who was there what that’s all about.)

The Monarch

God saw all that He had made, and it was very good. And there was evening and there was morning – the sixth day. ~ Genesis 1:31

About a week ago, while Sara was getting lunch ready after she brought Ephraim home from preschool, he came running up to her and said, “Look what I found!” That phrase coming from a young boy can often strike fear into the heart of any mother. You never know what you are going to see when they open up their hand. This time, thankfully, it was just a harmless, little caterpillar. Ephraim asked if we could keep it, and so we now have a new pet (like we needed more living things to take care of in our house).

Sara did a little research and found out that it is a Monarch Caterpillar and will soon enter into the process of morphing into a beautiful butterfly. She also found out that it only eats one kind of plant. Guess who got to go trekking all around the neighborhood looking for milkweed? That’s right, your esteemed pastor. For several days I hunted for this elusive plant, not knowing exactly what it looks like, only to find out there are two big vines of it growing right by our front door, with about six other monarch caterpillars crawling all over it.

My loving wife has been studying all about these fascinating creatures so that she can teach Ephraim his first real biology lesson. The truth is that she is way more excited about it than he is. In fact, I think she is a little obsessed with that silly caterpillar.

Last night we had a big scare. It looked like the caterpillar was sick and might not make it. He was throwing up, which I didn’t even know caterpillars could do, and was thrashing about. Sara was so concerned… I think she was about ready for me to bring out the anointing oil and pray for the little guy. She must have said several prayers on her own because he seems to be doing better today.

I have gotten a few chuckles out of this whole incident, I hope you have too, but it has also reminded me how amazing and creative our God is. It is fascinating to think about the transformation process for this one, little creature. And then to think about all the diversity, life, and beauty of this world that God created. Indeed, it is very good! That silly caterpillar has inspired me to say, “How great is our God!”

Sara’s loving care for this creature has me thinking even more about one statement I made in the message yesterday. How we treat the creation reflects how we feel about the Creator. If we think about it, we are all part of His creation. How we treat one another and how we care for creation tells us what we truly think about God. May our actions toward one another and our loving care of His creation become genuine acts of worship toward God.

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Communion

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