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Friday, June 7, 2013

The other day I was reading the biblical account of the story of tower of Babel.  At one time, people spoke the same language. They settled in an area and decided to use their skills to build a huge tower. Thier goal and purpose was to build a tower that stretched into the heavens and reached into heaven itself. So, they set out to build the tower of Babel. The story goes on to say that God was not pleased. He scattered them and confused their languages so that no one could understand one another.

I have to be honest, at first, I was confused by the story. I couldn't help but ask the question, "Why would God do something like this?"

So, I asked Him to show me and help me to understand.

During the course of the next few days, I received a book called "Revolution in World Missions" written by a man by the name of K.P. Yohannan

K.P is the founder of Gospel for Asia. In his book, he speaks of his first trip to America. He had spent his entire life in a country where poverty is extreme. He knew the taste of human suffering and hunger. He was in awe at the amount of waste and wealth that he witnessed.

In his book, he describes how he had spoken at a church and was greatly pleased at the love offering he received because the amount of money would go very far in his native country. However, he was amazed that the same church spent more on a single meal than he received during his stay.

He was stunned that on one street corner he would see a huge church structure that cost millions of dollars and directly across the street, there would be yet another church costing close to the same. He noted how very few are preaching the gospel in his homeland and how a single church could be built for a very small amount of money, and contrasted it to the fact that we are spending billions of dollars erecting huge buildings on every corner. He noted the amount of money that was spent on Christian entertainment- the shops, the bookstores, the trinkets, the junk and he couldn't help but think of the suffering back home.

As I was reading this, I felt Christ speak to me about the Tower of Babel. That is what we are doing today. We are split wide open by denominationalism and many of huge churches are nothing more than symbols of pride. We are building Towers of Babel, falsely believing that we are reaching Heaven, but, in essence, we are only the formidable purveyors of confusion.  We may speak the same language, but we are not in one accord. We have become wasteful, and we can only wonder how angry God must be at our own inventions.

I can't help but think of the men who set out to build the huge tower of Babel.
They, falsely believed that they were doing good, and even believed that their efforts would reach Heaven..Perhaps, they thought they were pleasing God..but, in essence, all they were really doing was building a huge structure of pride. They were devoting their entire lives, including their time and resources to the building. Is that what we are doing when we essentially ignore the needs of the broken and the poor begging at our feet, the K.P Yohannan's of the world, looking for mercy but only finding confusion? What kind of Jesus are we showing them when we ignore their needs and cater to our own? 

This entire post reminds me of an article I read in the not too distant past by a man by the name of Doug Perry.

Doug wrote an article called Bread and Circuses. Certain governments once tried to rule the people and they suceeded by distracting them by filling them with food and providing them with entertainment. The mentality was, that if the people were fat and laughing, then they wouldn't have time to see what was really going on around them.
Doug noticed that many of our churches are feeding us with bread and circus routines. We miss the needs of the poor, the suffering, and the hungry, when we are busy filling our mouths with fellowship and attending church for entertainment. Here's the is worth reading.. and please try nto to take offense.. the goal of the article is to get people to see deeper into what we are doing.

Welcome to the Table

Welcome to the Table

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Saturday, May 4, 2013

something beautiful happened today

today, i walked into a gas station. i was checking out and I met eyes with a man at the counter. His arms were full of tattoos. skulls. crossbones. there were so many that I couldn't count them all. His head was shaved and he had a swastika tattooed on the top of his head. By, all appearances, this was a bad guy. By all appearances, this was a "hide your wife" hide your kid"  type of man.

Occassionally, God allows me to feel a supernatural love for people. It is often marked by a deep love of strangers that I have never even met. Lot's of times, He lets me see other's  through His eyes. I wish that I could explain, in human words, how beautiful that really is.

I can't. All I will say is that today I saw a man that the world would look down upon. Many would have cast him aside with a glance. Many would not give him a kind word or even take the time to say hello.

Today, I saw this man the way that Jesus sees him. You see, Jesus doesn't look upon the surface. Often, the things on the surface..are simply a way to hide the pain within. 
I once heard that people are like onions. We all have many layers. People usually look at the outward skin and judge based on appearance. God can see into the heart. He sees the abuses that we have faced. He sees our fear. He sees the child who never knew the love of a father or the child whose mother was never home. He sees. He sees every wound and every tear and every bit of sleepless night that we have faced.

Often, pain makes it's way to the surface. Sometimes, it comes out in the form of a skull and crossbones. or even a swastika painted on the top of the head. Sometimes, these things are nothing more than a way to say. Notice me. You don't know what I have faced. I dare you to look at me.

So, today, I looked at him. But I didn't see him the way that many others might. I didnt cast him down with my eyes. Instead, I felt a deep compassion for him. I smiled and tried to speak to him. He looked very sad. Where others may have seen a "bad guy" I saw a field full of sheep. and there was this one who needed to be carried safely home.

Today, I kept thinking about how often we judge others. We are quick to preach condemnation and hell to those whose lives don't look like ours. We wave our little signs of judgment in the air. But today, God reminded me of something.  He never once told us to preach condemnation to others. He never once told us to preach damnation on anyone.

His command was always, "preach the  GOOD NEWS to every living creature."
Jesus said, "how beautiful are the feet of those who preach GOOD news." How often do we pull out the verses that suit our own agenda or pull out verses that will knowingly rip others in half? Why do place others in the flames without realizing that they have probably spent a good portion of their lives tasting hell already?

when is the last time we simply preached Good news?
"For God so loved the World that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.."
Do you guys Remember the parable of the banquet  table?
The master of the house was having a wedding feast. Everyone had an exuse as to why they couldn't come. So, he went out into the streets and started inviting the poor, the blind, the lame, and the beggar. They were the ones willing to dine. The ones that the world had cast down were the very ones who gladly attended the feast.
Lately, that has been the one thing that I have wanted everyone to know.
You ARE invited.
No matter where you are in life, you're invited.
No matter what you look like, you're invited.
No matter what you have done, you're invited.
So today, when I looked at that man, I simply saw a man, invited to banquet table.
Please pray for him that he show up.