Can You See This? Maybe Not If You're in the Wrong Spot

NOTE:  This post includes a total of eight photos. Please be sure to scroll down through the end or you’ll miss the surprise.

 

Joshua trees are rather funky trees in the Yucca genus that grow in the Southwestern US. Like saguaro cactus (the ones you always see in the old Western movies) and puffy cumulus clouds, Joshua trees often come in imaginative shapes that invite people to see interesting images.

 

These first two pictures show typical Joshua trees. The third one sure looks like a character from a Dr. Suess book to me.

On our way from our vacation place in Wrightwood, CA to Victorville, we always drive by a particular dead Joshua tree that reminded me of something (or someone) the first time I saw it. Here are three shots of this tree from three different angles. What do you see?

You didn’t see much? I’m not surprised. That’s because you are not seeing it from the angle from which I originally saw it.

Scroll down. Now what does it look like?

Obviously, I’m not the only one who sees this as Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Scroll down to the next pic. Someone took it on himself or herself to decorate “Rudolph” last Christmas.

Then keep scrolling down after the picture.

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The point is that if you are viewing something from the “wrong” angle, you can miss seeing something significant.

This phenomenon applies to more than Joshua trees and clouds. I also affects someone’s ideas about Jesus. In my book That’s a Great Question: What to Say When Your Faith Is Challenged, I identify five mental filters used by people who don’t really believe to Bible to make it say what they want it to say. Throughout history, many have used their filters to “reinterpret” Jesus to suit their preferences. Over the years, various writers and theologians have concluded that Jesus was one or more of the following:

·       Only a prophet

·       A political activist

·       A brilliant teacher but not divine

·       An enlightened seeker of truth

·       The original flower child

·       A mystic

·       The eternal essence of universal goodness sublimely manifested in a human personage (whatever that means)

·       The prototype of the new spiritual humanity to come

·       A magician

·       A hypnotist

·       Gay

·       An extraterrestrial

 

But if you take Jesus at face value – that is, in an unfiltered way – as he is described in the New Testament, you will see him as he really is:  the Son of God, the third person of the Trinity, God in human form, the savior of the world, the only way to truly know God.

 

Unfortunately, just like some people fail to see Rudolph because they are viewing him from the wrong perspective, many miss the real Jesus because they filter him through their unfortunate presuppositions.

 

If you haven’t done so in a while. I encourage you to pick up a copy of the New Testament and read what Jesus says about himself in the gospels, asking him to reveal himself to you in a fresh way. It can be life-changing.

Why Did Judas Do It?

Nobody names their baby boy Judas. Far from being a role model, Judas Iscariot was the most notorious traitor in all human history.

His betrayal of Jesus is a well-known story, and as we enter the Easter season, this is a good time to consider why he did it. How could someone who spent three years traveling side-by-side with Jesus, hearing his revolutionary teaching, and watching him perform miracles of all kinds become a turncoat, setting in motion his execution? Historians and theologians have speculated about this for centuries.

In his commentary on the Gospel of Matthew, William Barclay identifies the three most popular theories:

  1. He did it out of greed – Two of the gospels (Matthew and Mark) relate how Judas cut a deal with the Jewish religious leaders right after the writers recount Jesus’ anointing with expensive oil by a devoted woman. John adds the detail that Judas objected to what he perceived as her wasteful act. John also reports that Judas was the disciples’ treasurer who embezzled their funds. According to this theory, Judas’ main motive in betraying Jesus was money. But what a terrible deal. The thirty pieces of silver he got was only the equivalent of about six month’s wages – hardly enough to retire on. Barclay comments, “If greed was the cause of his act of treachery, it is the most terrible example in history of the depths which love of money can reach.”

  2. He did it out of bitterness and disappointment – According to this view, Judas was seriously upset that Jesus apparently wasn’t going to use his supernatural powers to overthrow the oppressive Romans. His refusal to lead a rebellion may have turned Judas’ disillusionment into hatred, and he betrayed him out of spite.

  3. He was trying to force Jesus’ hand – Judas almost certainly expected Jesus’ kingdom to be an earthly, political one. But Jesus seemed to be acting way too slowly. The thought here is that by backing Jesus into a corner, perhaps Judas could speed up his timetable.

Both Dr. R. C. Sproul and Dr. Tony Evans support the first explanation, while William Barclay believes the third is most likely. Since the gospels don’t spell out Judas’ motivation, we can’t say for sure which is most likely. And it could actually have been a combination of the three.

But there is another element – a supernatural one – that factors in. The Gospel of John peels back the curtain and reveals that Judas was really motivated by Satan (John 13:2). So, even though at the human level we can’t determine why Judas did it, we do know that behind the scenes, Satan was pulling the strings.

However, there is an even deeper aspect of this story – God’s plan of redemption established before time began. Because of humanity’s sin and rebellion against God, he determined to send his son Jesus into the world to carry the penalty for everyone’s sins, thereby making possible a restored relationship with God. So, Judas’ human motivation and even Satan’s treachery played right into God’s plan to rescue and redeem the world.

Jesus knew this, and after spending an agonizing night in the Garden of Gethsemane, he willingly agreed to die for the sins of the world. As you read the accounts of Jesus’ various trials, you get the odd sensation that, although he is the one being grilled, he is really the one controlling the process and the outcome. And his bodily resurrection three days later corroborates his supremacy over not only the trials that led to his death, but all of life and creation.

So, what is the human explanation for Judas’ act? We can’t say for sure, but we do know that the end point of his treachery resulted in making new life possible for everyone who recognizes their need for forgiveness.

If You Are a High Achiever, You Must Read This

High achievers are incredible! They drive many of the breakthroughs that propel science, medicine, business, and the arts forward. Virtually every book targeted to high achievers touts the value of setting goals and sticking to them, no matter what.

In my last blog, I stressed the importance of starting with goals at the “right” level, that is recognizing that in the long run, developing character is more important than achieving the objective immediately in front of you. It isn’t always necessary to choose between the two, but if you must pick, the former should always prevail.

This time, I’d like to explore a related concept.

Richard Dreyfuss starred in the 1995 movie Mr. Holland’s Opus. The word “opus” is related to the Latin word for “work” and is used to catalog classical music composers’ bodies of work. So, for example, Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony in C minor is tagged his opus 67.

The movie traces the career of Glenn Holland, an aspiring classical composer who is forced become a music teacher at Kennedy Highs School in Oregon to support his family. His true life’s passion is getting An American Symphony, the orchestral piece he composed, published and recognized as the fine piece of music he believes it to be. Unfortunately, his composition remains obscure, and after 30 years of teaching, budget cuts force his retirement.

Unbeknownst to him, his former students get wind of his involuntary retirement and secretly gather to celebrate his enormous contribution to their personal lives by surprising him with the first public performance of An American Symphony. In true Hollywood fashion, even though the students were mediocre musicians in high school and probably haven’t touched their clarinets in decades, their performance is worthy of the London Metropolitan Orchestra. As a matter of fact, the London Metropolitan Orchestra did perform the piece on the film’s soundtrack.

The movie’s lesson is obvious. Rather than being his treasured musical piece, Mr. Holland’s true “opus” or work is the profound impact he had on hundreds of students over the many years of his career.

If you are a high achiever, you undoubtedly have set you sights on some pretty significant accomplishments. That’s awesome! You very well could revolutionize key aspect of your professional realm. But I hope your true opus will be like Mr. Holland’s – the positive impact you have had those you have known along the way. Unfortunately, many of us have lived or worked with people who are practically idolized within their professions because of their accomplishments but have left trails of fractured relationships and bitterness in their wakes.

That’s not who I want to be. I’ve had my share of success in “visible” things like my career and public ministry. But I also have the privilege of meeting regularly one-on-one with about 12 – 15 younger guys. I don’t share this to “brag,” but three of them have told me that my meeting with them has literally been lifechanging. And a few years ago, two of them, who grew up without dads, sent me very special messages on Father’s Day. It doesn’t get any better than that! These guys, along with my family – and not my business or ministry “successes” – are my real “opus.”

Of course, there is no rule of the universe that declares that someone can’t simultaneously achieve great things and be a kind, loving human being. But you can be blinded by the spotlight of success, and I urge you to give preference to seeing your true life’s work as the lives you’ve changed for the better and the positive relationships you’ve nurtured over the years.

This objective reminds me of the best definition of success I have ever heard – “When those who know you the best, love you the most." At your funeral, will there be more talk about your genius as a business leader, your oratory skills as a pastor, your brilliance as a musician, or about the way you reflected God’s love to the people you met throughout your life?

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Do These Three Things, and You’ll Be Guaranteed Success

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About a year ago, I heard a radio interview with former WNBA player and coach Nancy Lieberman in which she recounted an exhibition one-on-one game she played against basketball legend Michael Jordan. Anyone with any sense would be apprehensive about going up against the GOAT. And Nancy was.

Predictably, she got buried. But she emerged feeling successful. Why? Because, rather than shrinking from the challenge, she faced her perfectly understandable fear head-on and did her best even though she lost. As a result, she was able to hold her head high.

Her interview reminded me of a concept I learned on Cru staff many years ago. Athletes in Action (the athletic arm of the ministry) circulated a concept called “Total Release.” AIA’s various teams compete against top collegiate teams, and in the context of those games, they typically have the chance to share about how Jesus has changed their lives and encourage their audiences to consider their own relationships with God.

 

As top athletes, they of course want to win. But guess what? Sometimes they don’t Does that mean they have failed? Total Release teaches that the sole way you measure success is whether or not you did your absolute best regarding both preparation and execution. Sometimes the scoreboard reflects the desired outcome, and sometimes it doesn’t. But even if you lose the game, you have been successful if you brought everything to the game.

In that spirit, let me offer my three steps that guarantee success.

1.     Set Your Goal at the Right Level – What are you really after? Of course, we’d all love to win the tennis match, get the promotion, or make the big sale. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. But things don’t always turn out the way you want. And it’s often through failure and adversity – as difficult as that may be – that you learn and grow. The “loss” can actually be to your benefit if you let it build your character.

 

So, if you define success as whatever will do the most to enhance your character, you will even be able to appreciate “defeat.” And as Christians, we can take this one step further by defining success as doing our best to respond to God’s will for us, the best we know it.

 

2.     Do Absolutely Everything You Can to Prepare – AIA teams don’t win without personal preparation and hard work. Musicians mess up if they haven’t devoted hours mastering their instruments. Moms may be at a loss in trying to help their struggling students without thoroughly researching learning challenges and alternatives. Your desired outcome seldom comes without considerable effort.

 

3.     Leave the Results to God – If you have set your goal at the appropriate level – i.e., to always seek to honor God in everything you do even if your “lower level” objective is not reached – and you have done all within your power to accomplish the task at hand, you have succeeded if you can thank God for results, even if they’re not what you worked toward.

 

I hope you don’t see the headline of this article as a “bait and switch.” I advertised “guaranteed success.” That almost implies promising the ideal outcome for the specific venture in front of you. But then I changed the conversation by redefining success as pursuing things that develop character and honor God. I wish I could assure all your quests would turn out the way you want. I can’t. But, if you think about it, I hope you’ll agree that becoming the person God wants you to be far outweighs achievement of other very important – but lesser – goals.

A Great Idea to Help You Worry Less

To be human is to worry. Even the most optimistic people occasionally obsess over bad things that could possibly happen. I believe it was pastor Tony Evans who identified the important difference between concern and worry when he observed that I control concern, but worry controls me. He’s absolutely right!

I’ve spent more than my allotted time worrying, but I’ve also learned a couple of approaches that have helped me tame the worry beast. I will share one this week and another one in my next blog.

Absolutely everything in life carries at least some level of risk. Believe it or not, there is actually a clinical medical code (ICD-10 V91.07x) for a doctor to report burns caused by someone’s water skis catching fire. Think about that for a minute.

It’s easy to catastrophize the future and rush emotionally toward worst-case outcomes. One way to counter this is to analyze your situation and try to assess the true likelihood of the bad outcome materializing. Let me show you how this can work.

A few years ago, I was talking with a couple considering a trip to London. At the time, the city had just experienced its third terroristic bombing within about six months, causing the couple to reconsider their trip.

Let’s look at the situation more closely. Assume a pessimistic scenario where London would suffer one bombing a month (twice the then-current rate). That means that any given day has a 3.3% likelihood of an incident. If this couple’s trip lasted six days, statistically, they would have about a 20% chance of being in London on the day a bomb went off. The odds against being involved are clearly in their favor.

At 607 square miles, London is pretty big. Of course, bombers would attack high-traffic areas, but even it if only 10% is high traffic, that’s still 60 square miles – a pretty big area. In order to be directly affected when the bomb went off, our couple would visit the exact spot – within a few dozen yards of the bomb – inside the 60 square mile area. It’s hard to estimate, but the chances of them being at precisely the wrong location on the wrong day are very low.

Then you have to consider exact timing. Bombings happen in an instant. Terrorists would probably select a high-volume time, say between 10:00 a.m. and 10:00 p.m. – a period consisting of 720 minutes. So, there is only a 1 in 720 chance (slightly more than 0.1%) that they would be there the exact minute the bomb went off.  

It’s impossible to do a precise mathematical calculation of their risk, but thinking through the odds this way can yield an “order of magnitude” risk assessment and put the possibility of danger in perspective. In order for them to be harmed, they would have to be in the exact wrong place on the exact wrong day at the exact wrong instant. Is that possible? Sure. It’s also possible my skis will catch fire next time I go water skiing.

Anyone who has ever seen a University of Michigan football game at Michigan Stadium (“The Big House”) is overwhelmed by sheer capacity –109,901 fans – of the largest collegiate stadium in the country. Years ago while attending a game there, I remember thinking through the odds of a terrible outcome I feared and concluding that the likelihood of it happening would be about the same as me being the winner of one of three $100 gift cards given at random to someone in the packed Michigan Stadium. Seeing the sea of people in front of me help put me at ease, realizing how astronomically low the probability was. And, by the way, the dreaded thing never did happen.

Of course, there is always a chance of bad outcomes, but sitting down and actually thinking about the probability typically “defangs” the worry monster.

Next time, I’ll share another approach that has also helped me enormously. Stay tuned.

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While I Was Speaking FOR God, God Spoke TO Me

 
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I have to admit, I’m never quite sure what to think when someone says that God spoke to them. There are many examples where the supposed message must have gotten a bit garbled because what God allegedly promised didn’t happen. Look no further than the recent predictions by several high-profile Christians who announced that God told them Donald Trump would get reelected.

Although I’ve never heard God’s voice audibly, I’ve experienced maybe six or eight times when I felt God undeniably communicated directly with me. This was either through a profound sense of his presence accompanying a message laser-focused for me at that precise moment or through a series of incredible circumstances that lined up so clearly that there was no missing the point. (My recent blog about how God led us to buy the California vacation house falls in this latter category.)

Even though clear and direct messages are rare, I have also experienced the Holy Spirit frequently communicating thoughts and ideas that have the fingerprints of God all over them. Although I can’t say with 100% certainty that these are always from the Lord, over the decades as I have followed these promptings, I have learned to recognize and trust them.

I had just such an experience a few weeks ago when, on the Sunday after Christmas, I had the privilege of delivering the message in all three services at our church. One of my main points was distinguishing among three attitudes about our relationship with God:

  • “I have to” – I “have to” obey the rules, tithe, read the Bible, pray, etc. This drudgery often results in cheerless legalism.

  • “I want to” – This is better, but still includes an element of “performing for God” because he expects me to.

  • “I get to” – This recognizes the great privilege we have to live according to the way God intended us to.

For the “I get to” part, I was rattling off a list of things I get to do:

  • I get to learn more about God by reading the Bible.

  • I get to use the resources he has given me to help others understand God’s love.

  • I get to be his representative here to help other people see how awesome God is.

  • I get to tell other people how Jesus has changed my life.

During the third service as I mentioned, “I get to talk to the God of the universe through prayer,” I felt the Holy Spirit telling me I was highlighting the wrong part of that sentence. Instead of saying I get to talk to God, the emphasis should be that I get to talk to the God of the universe. Think about that. I get to have a relationship with the one who:

  • created absolutely everything in the world

  • holds it all together

  • knows every time a sparrow dies

  • loved me enough that he sent his son Jesus to die for my sins

  • inexplicably touched my heart and changed my life

This insight gave me a tiny inking into how Job must have felt when God asked him where Job was when God laid the foundations of the earth, if Job could send lightning bolts on their way, whether Job could bring forth the constellations in their seasons, and so much more (Job 38-40).

This is the God I get to know personally. What an incredible thought! Think through the implications of the fact that this is who you get to communicate with.

So, yes, God spoke to me as I was speaking for him. And I got to experience that.

One of the Best Relationship Suggestions I’ve Heard in a Long Time

Note:  This article, first posted in February 2019, is one of my favorites. I thought it would provide a very positive suggestion as we start 2021.

On a recent Focus on the Family radio broadcast, marriage counselor Dave Carder suggested an intriguing communication exercise for couples. Every morning for 30 days, he suggested, each of you should write down something you like about your spouse, and then share it with him or her at the end of the day.

My immediate thought was, “Great idea, but 30 seems like a lot. I certainly like lots of things about my wife, but 30 might be a stretch.” When I shared this idea with Annette, she suggested an alternative. “What if we modify it to 20 things I like about you, and 10 things about you that drive me crazy? Maybe we could do two days on, one day off.” (Her reaction reflected #25 on my list of things I like about her:  her sense of humor.)

We went ahead with this exercise, and I must say it’s been one of the best things we’ve ever done. I found myself thinking all day about both what I had written for that day – looking forward to sharing it – and pondering what I would say the next. Spending a month thinking about all the things you like about your wife is an awesome experience!

Midway through the month, I started to fear I might “run dry.” Then I realized I could “buy” several days if I started listing things she is not:  she is not high maintenance; she is not a gossip; she is not a troublemaker; she is not a “shopper.” (I know this last one makes me the envy of half the men in the country.)

Perhaps the most interesting aspect was how surprised we were by some of the items the other person listed. After being married for 38 years, I heard Annette verbalize some positive things about me that had never even occurred to me.

And it turns out that the most surprising thing she said about me didn’t show up until the very last day when she told me I don’t have a mean bone in my body. She said she has never seen me do anything to intentionally harm anyone. I pushed back a bit and reminded her to the many times I would complain – occasionally bitterly – about some of the jerks in my life. She agreed that I have honed that particular skill pretty well, but she went on to point out that, despite my negative feelings, she has never seen me take action to hurt them. I had never thought of that. What an encouraging observation from the person who knows me better than anyone else!

Interestingly, my #30 comment about her was also an obvious one that I’m surprised I hadn’t tagged sooner – the fact that she feels secure enough in our marriage to be able to express her anger toward me knowing it wouldn’t kill our relationship. I’m thrilled she feels that safe.

And it turns out we didn’t have to worry about running out of ideas. We each even came up with one or two “bonus” items, beyond the 30.

So, I highly recommend this exercise. Give it a try!  By the way, you can also do this with your kids or anyone else. Tell them one thing you like about them every day for 30 days.

Two Dramatic Answers to Prayer in the Context of Hundreds of Unanswered Ones

Last time, I told the incredible story of how the Lord led us to buy a vacation house in the San Gabriel Mountains during the California Bobcat wildfire, which came within six miles of the house. The bottom line of that blog was that once God makes his will clear, we should joyously follow it even if some downstream circumstances prove tragic. As a reminder, our house did not burn down.

But there is another lesson from this event. As I explained last time, for years Annette and I had been

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praying about and researching ways to have more direct involvement in our kids’ and grandkids’ lives despite being 2,100 miles away. Nothing made sense. And then one Monday in August, we learned about this great vacation house that made everything fall into place. We put an offer in that Friday, and it was accepted the following Monday.

About the same time, our son-in-law Rosty experienced an equally incredible eight-day dramatic answer to prayer. His law firm was experiencing great stress:  the two senior partners were retiring, it lost its major client, and its overall sector was declining. These dynamics required considerable retraction and downsizing. Rosty saw the handwriting on the wall and began exploring other possibilities. Unfortunately, his segment of law is rather narrow, and due to family needs, he had to confine his job search to the Los Angeles area. Opportunities were hard to come by, and none of us were optimistic.

Then on a Monday, also in August, he saw an online ad for an associate’s position at a dynamic law firm in nearby Irvine. It was a longshot. Despite his solid years of experience, he had no experience in this new firm’s practice areas. Of course, Rosty was completely upfront about what he had and had not done, and his interviewers said they understood and were fine with that. They greatly respected his background and skillset and were confident he would quickly come up to speed in the content areas.

So, just as our house acquisition decision spanned just eight days (from Monday to Monday), so did Rosty’s job search. He was offered the job exactly eight days (coincidently, also Monday to Monday) after seeing the online ad.

Both of these stories are incredibly encouraging and speak to God’s gracious intervention in our lives. But they stand in stark contrast to literally hundreds of heartfelt prayers offered over many years that didn’t turn out the way I or others wanted:  illnesses that ended in death, financial stresses that lingered and lingered, mental illnesses that weren’t healed, new business ventures that failed, marriages that fell apart, wayward children who never returned, addicts who never achieved sobriety, etc. How do we explain this?

The best I can come up with hearkens back to my last post’s reference to three things Jerry Bridges says about God in his incredible book Trusting God:

·       He controls absolutely everything.

·       He loves you completely.

·       He knows what he’s doing.

These truths back you into the corner (metaphorically and theologically) of having to conclude that you can – indeed, must – trust God in all circumstances, even the ones you hate.

Why does he answer some of your prayers (occasionally with great flair) and not others?

I have no idea. But think about this. If you could “make” God do everything you wanted, you would essentially become the all-powerful magician who could make God do your bidding. Do you really want that?

I may not know why God answers some prayers and not others, but I do know that God is trustworthy. As Paul triumphantly affirms, “I know whom I have believed, and am convinced that he is able to guard what I have entrusted to him until that day” (2 Timothy 1:12). All I can add is, “Amen!”

God Led Us to Buy a House in a High-Risk Fire Zone and on a Major Earthquake Faultline

(Please read through to the end. The bottom line on this story is probably different from we you are expecting.)

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Unexpected Wrightwood snowstorm in November

During the height of this summer’s California wildfire season, God clearly led us to buy a vacation home in the high fire danger zone of Wrightwood, California. As a bonus, our new house is also on the San Andreas fault. We learned about this property on a Monday, put an offer in the next Friday, and had it accepted three days later.

Are we crazy?

No, not really. Despite the breakneck speed and the risky circumstances, we immediately recognized this as a remarkable answer to several years of prayer. Both of our children’s families live in the Los Angeles area, and, since we live outside Atlanta, we have been seeking ways to be more involved in their lives.

Over the years, we thoroughly explored housing options in Greater LA, but the combination of extremely high prices and choking congestion left us seriously discouraged. Additionally, none of the areas we considered would have any draw for our kids, and we feared setting them up for guilt trips, making them feel obligated to “visit the old folks.” Furthermore, we hated the idea of leaving Marietta, GA, our charming city with a great small-town feel.

The Wrightwood house checks all the boxes:

  • It’s in an attractive mountain town close to both families and is literally four doors away from one of our son’s best ultramarathon running buddies.

  • Real estate costs in Wrightwood are about half of what they are in LA.

  • Our vacation house creates a “home base” for family gatherings and also serves as a weekend getaway place for our children.

  • This solution allows us to visit three or four times a year and yet remain fully engaged with our church and friends in Marietta.

I would say this whole experience is one of maybe half a dozen times in my life where God’s will was indisputably clear. 

You may think I’m relating all this to point to God’s great goodness to us. Certainly, this is an aspect of the story I’m delighted to tell. However, there is a far more important lesson here:  once God makes his will known, you must be all in with no looking back, regardless of the direction things ultimately take.

Our decision to buy the house set in motion hundreds of decisions, some of which took us well beyond our comfort zone. But if God was truly leading us, what else could we do but move forward and trust God?

As an example, there was a last-minute communications hiccup that left us without fire insurance for the first 18 hours we owned the house. Remember, we are in a high fire zone, and this was while the California wildfires were making national news every single day. Since we were 100% convinced that God was leading us to buy this house, that means everything – both positive and negative – that happened as fallout from this decision is, by definition, part of God’s will. Even if the house had burned down before the insurance kicked in, we would have to embrace that terrible outcome as part of God’s plan. In fact, ironically, it would probably have reinforced our trust in God’s sovereignty if it had been destroyed. What are the chances that a house that stood unscathed for 53 years would randomly burn down within a random18-hour period in 2020? We would have to believe that God had ordained that incredible timing.

Please don’t miss the significance of this perspective. If we are committed to doing God’s will and carefully and prayerfully seek to discern what it is, we must embrace all that results – even the parts we don’t like – as part of God’s plan.

In his awesome book Trusting God, Jerry Bridges drives home three powerful points about God:

He controls absolutely everything.

He love me completely.

He knows what he’s doing.

If you truly believe this, I defy you to come to any other conclusion than that we must embrace every downstream consequence of the decisions God leads us to as being part of his will.

My Story - Part 3 - My First "Jesus Moment"

Here’s a recap of the first two parts:  I had almost no religious input in my early years and was raised in a dysfunctional, emotionally abusive family. During my sophomore year of college, because of my flirtation with the paranormal, I attended a program that discussed whether contact with dead people was possible. To my surprise, the answer was “no,” but the program also included an entirely new “take” on Jesus’ life, death and resurrection – the fact that he did what he did to address everyone’s sin problem, making a vital relationship with him possible. Even though I didn’t fully understand what I was getting in to, I eagerly accepted the speaker’s invitation to commit my life to Christ.

One of the last things the speaker mentioned was that those of us who had just begun a relationship with Jesus should expect to see God begin revealing himself to us in the coming days. Again, I didn’t know what that meant, but that sounded pretty intriguing.

Let me provide some context for what happened next by explaining my roommate situation. Even though Art and I were pretty good friends during our freshman year, living together proved to be our relationship’s death knell. He was hyper-neat and, to say the least, I was not.  He was also a hypochondriac and was on a first-name basis with the entire student health clinic staff team. We quickly got on each other’s nerves, and I started complaining (loudly) to the other guys on the floor about what a kook Art was, even to the point of posting unflattering comments about him on our dorm room door. I know. That was very mature of me.

About three days after the program where I heard about a relationship with Christ, I was heading back to my dorm after class. I planned to take a quick shower before dinner, and as I approached our room, I saw that Art had posted a nasty comment about me on our door for all the world to see. I was furious! How dare he do that!

I ripped the note from the door, grabbed my towel and headed to the bathroom, fuming. The steam from the hot shower paralleled the steam boiling up inside me as I plotted how to retaliate for this public humiliation.

But then something happened.

In the middle of my anger, a new thought popped into my head. I realized I was the one who had begun the public “war of the door signs,” and Art was just following my example. So really, I was the one who brought this embarrassment on myself.

Then I had another very odd experience. I don’t know if technically it was a vision or just some kind of visual impression. I felt like I was up in my parents’ home’s attic rummaging through some old boxes of junk when I glanced up at the inexpensive metal wardrobe where we stored coats. It was up against one of the walls, and in my vision, I noticed that it was actually covering up a doorway that was barely visible behind it. I had never noticed this door before. In my mind, I pushed the wardrobe aside, opened the door, and discovered a large room behind the wall that I had been totally unaware of.

My very next thought was of the speaker’s comment from three nights prior indicating that if we trusted Christ to enter our lives, he would begin to show us things about ourselves and give us the ability to live in ways we never thought possible. “I bet this insight into my blame over my roommate feud is an example of what that guy was saying,” I thought. Jesus had just brought me into a previously unknown “room of my soul” and revealed one of my deficiencies. And, even though I had to face an unhappy truth about myself, I was delighted knowing that I could move on from here and that this whole Jesus thing was real.

That was fifty years ago, and since then, there have been hundreds and maybe thousands of instances where God has nudged me with specific ideas, insights, and promptings, all designed to make me gradually more like Jesus in ways I could not have dreamed of. Once in a great while, these experiences are fairly dramatic, but the vast majority are rather “ordinary.”

Please understand, I have a long way to go, but I can say that I bear almost no resemblance to that cocky, insecure, pseudo-intellectual high schooler from so many decades ago. Praise God! And I wanted to pass along to you my story as a testimonial about what God can do.

My Story - Part 2 - How It Happened

Last time, I described the climate of my early years – having essentially no religious background, being the smartest kid in my class, and growing up in an emotionally abusive family.

The loneliness of my high school years was partially reversed during my college years when I spent three summers as a counselor at a wonderful 4-H camp in Riverhead, NY. For the first time, I felt truly embraced by my peers, and their love of the natural world immediately rubbed off on me. This newly found fascination with nature converged with another aspect of my early years I didn’t mention last time – a strong interest in the paranormal.

All my Hungarian-born grandparents exhibited an Eastern European darkness that included an interest in psychic phenomena. I regularly perused a book on dream interpretation at my grandmother’s house. In high school, several friends and I got dramatic results using Ouija boards. During my freshman year of college, I took an Honors Program seminar on how to draw up astrological charts for ourselves and our friends.

At the end of my first 4-H summer, my enthusiastic embrace of the natural sciences converged with my fascination with the paranormal, and I started down the road of investigating White Magic. As opposed to Black Magic, which admittedly taps into satanic forces, White Magic appeals to goodness and the “light forces” of the universe. Despite its alleged positive focus, it too is ultimately satanic. Paul describes Satan as “an angel of light” in 2 Corinthians 11:14, and I was being sucked in.

This dabbling with the illegitimate supernatural is the context from which I wrote the October 15, 1970 letter to my brother referenced in my previous post. That’s where I said I had found God through nature.

A few weeks later, I started noticing posters going up all over the Syracuse University campus showing a slender, pensive-looking man with a shadowy, ghostly figure standing behind him. The poster was advertising a program called “Do the Dead Return?” This was right up my alley, and I was immediately hooked.

On the evening of November 10, 1970, I arrived at the venue early to make sure I got a good seat. The speaker’s talk leaned heavily on the experiences of the famous escape artist and magician Harry Houdini who promised his wife Bess he would try to reach back from the dead to contact her after his death. Despite ten years of Halloween seances after Houdini died, no contact was ever made. The speaker concluded that if the world’s most famous escape artist couldn’t cross the chasm of death, no one could. So, to my surprise, the punchline of evening was, “No, the dead do not return.”

He then indicated that, despite Houdini’s failure to return from the dead, there was one man who had done just that. And that was Jesus. The reason Jesus died, he explained, was to address the sin problem that afflicts every person. When Jesus physically rose from the grave, he decimated sin’s hold on us, and if we commit our lives to him, we can experience his love and forgiveness. Furthermore, over time Jesus will begin changing our lives and showing us how to live in ways we never thought possible.

I was absolutely riveted by this presentation. There were two things happening in my heart:

  • I knew what the speaker was saying was absolutely true

  • I knew this was absolutely for me

When he offered an opportunity to commit our lives to Jesus, I eagerly did. And that was the beginning of my new life. Praise God! This coming Tuesday, November 10 marks exactly 50 years since that wonderful night. If you happen to think of it, you might say a special prayer of thanksgiving on Tuesday, not for me, but for God’s grace in my life.

Next time, I’ll conclude the three-part recap of my story by recounting what I call my first “Jesus moment” that happened a few after that first November 10.