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Everything is ours

“…we are receiving a Kingdom that is unshakable…”
-Hebrews 12:28

Years ago the Holy Spirit spoke to me as I drove down the Interstate, “Son… if your world became smaller when you came to me, then you didn’t get the Kingdom, you only got religion.”   It was a liberating word for my skinny-hearted soul, and a foundational truth of the Kingdom.

I wasn’t even dry from my spiritual birth before religion began drawing boundaries around my world and walling things out:  “Hollywood is dangerous.” “Don’t hang out with unbelievers!”  “Secular music is a poison, and entertainment is a waste of time.”  “Draw the curtains close on the world, and stay focused on the church.”  Living for Jesus became more of an exercise in avoiding danger than a walk with my Father in the cool of the day.

IMG_2177It took years of empty avoidance and the clear voice of the Spirit to reintroduce me to the world as a gift from above, from the Father of lights…  “The heavens are the heavens of the LORD, But the earth He has given to the sons of men.” (Psalm 115:16)  Beauty is His.  And Truth. Laughter, joy, the great stories of literature and film, and the wonders of friendship with believers and unbelievers alike – all these things belong to the the Father and He shares them freely with His own.  We are heirs of a vast and glorious Kingdom !

“Now if we are children, then we are heirs–heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory.” (Romans 8:17)  Did you catch that?  “If we share in His suffering,” – in his agony over a lost and estranged world – then we share as well in the glory of His redeemed world.  When we, with Jesus can point and declare, “This belongs to God!  And this,  and this as well!”. . . then the world will be righted and “the King will say… ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the creation of the world.”  (Matthew 25:34)

A plan and a people

We are at the same time living in a nation of weak, absent leadership with “no strategy” for moving forward in the face of evil, and in the world of an unshakable King whose strategy has been abandoned by His own people.  One is a people without a plan, and the other is a plan without people.

I need a daily debrief from the Spirit just to keep from drowning in the hopelessness of the news.  It’s not just Israel, Gaza, Ukraine, Ebola and the Islamic State, but also the passivity and sweeping ignorance of the church towards the Kingdom that sends my heart into despair.  Last night I listened to Somalian-American leaders in Milwaukee describe how young fatherless boys are being drawn into radical Islam because they are looking for a place to belong and a story to live.  Great news!  Our young are being drawn into an ideology that promotes beheading people in the name of a new world.

Have we no better plan?  No greater drama to offer?  Is it not a tragedy that America’s young people must choose between the “grand cause” of Jihad, the “grand cause” of Marxism, or a fatalistic Christianity biting its fingernails in hopes that Jesus will soon rescue us from this mess?    Where is OUR Story?  Do we tell it in our Sunday gatherings?  If those young Somalis wandered into our meetings, would they walk out with hope burning in their hearts, or with a conclusion that the American Church is pathetically disengaged and irrelevant to the crises of the age?

Now is the hour.  This is the divine moment for the church shout, “WAIT!  There is another way!  There IS a better story, a beautiful, grand possibility that answers all the churning needs of your heart, and heals the broken world besides.”  It’s both a plan and a people.

Wings of the Kingdom

Airplanes and birds need two wings to fly, and so does the Kingdom. The greatest tragedy of the modern church is that we have clipped one wing or the other from the Gospel and sabotaged the flight of it’s message.  The twin wings of the true Gospel are Personal Salvation and a Changed World.

Gospel Bird

Today’s evangelicals champion the wing of personal conversion.  “Come to Jesus and receive forgiveness and eternal life.”  This glad and glorious message is as true today as the day Jesus told Nicodemus, “Unless a man is born again he cannot see the Kingdom of God.”   The wing of personal salvation will lift us into the heavens and circle us about in thermals of joy.  Though it is a strong medicine for the soul, evangelicalism often goes silent in the face of poverty, injustice, hope for a better world or strategies for transforming cities.  The born-again crowd mostly expects darkness to grow until Jesus intervenes, nukes the world, and spirits us off to heaven.

Hope for the future rests mostly on the shoulders of mainline liberals who focus like lasers on injustice, environment, and reforming society.  Never mind that a conversion-less gospel is no gospel at all, and doomed from the start.  It too is a one-winged plane so cumbersome it cannot even lift off the ground.

The gospel of the Kingdom is a bird that soars on both wings.  Born anew in the life of the Spirit, it engages the world with power, hope, and transformation.  It’s time the church returned to the full gospel that pulls evangelicalism and liberalism together again.    The good news of the Kingdom begins in the heart and spills out into every crevice of a needy world.

 

The Kingdom or chaos

There are some “things” that are not things at all. Darkness is not some “thing,” but rather the absence of light. It’s the same with cold, (the absence of heat), hunger (the absence of food), ignorance (the absence of knowledge), and chaos (the absence of order). In the strictest sense, you can’t honestly speak of these concepts as “things” because they are each understood only by removing something which actually exists, (light, heat, food, knowledge, and order).

As far as I’m concerned, this fully answers the question of why God “created” evil. He did no such thing. God created what exists, not what doesn’t! Every thing he created was good, including Lucifer and free choice. But when Lucifer and his angels freely turned away from God and led creation into the same rebellion, humanity divorced itself from the Good, and chose to live with our backs to God, complaining with darkened minds that He had no business creating evil in the first place. We are like runaways whining about the distress of being orphans!

E. Stanley Jones points out that, “It’s either the Kingdom or Chaos.” To reject the Kingdom is to embrace disorder and confusion. Like it or not, the Creator has a meticulous plan for the way His universe will operate: Matter obeys certain laws, electricity honors other rules, as do biology, economics, agriculture, and the human heart. We marvel at natural laws and honor the way they work in the real world, yet insist on making up our own way when it comes to life and human endeavor.

The Messiah says, “There is a way home; a way to put this Humpty-Dumpty world together again.” And then He steps into Human flesh and declares, “I am It! I AM the way! I am what man was always intended to be. Follow me and lets turn this mess around again.” The world has lost it’s way. Our failure to choose the Way is a choice to remain lost. It’s a choice between something or “no-thing”, the Kingdom or chaos. For me, that’s a no-brainer.

Saint Francis and Cesar Millan

I just came in from holding puppies at the pet shop.  It’s a sure-fire elixir for my heart when world-weariness demands a quick pick-me-up.  And just between you and me, when there’s no pet store handy I sometimes fall into looking at puppies online or watching reruns of “The Dog Whisperer” on Netflicks.   Old friends marvel at this change that’s come over me after years of a skinny-hearted religion that had no serious room for animals.

Who doesn’t delight in the stories of Saint Francis preaching to birds, or leading the village’s terrorizing wolf into repentance?  As certainly as the human heart longs for beauty and redemption, it dreams of a garden where man and beast live together in loving trust and harmony.  Eons before National Geographic turned it into a TV series the Dog Whisperer was scripted into our hearts by a loving Father.  “So the Lord God formed from the ground all the wild animals and all the birds of the sky. He brought them to the man to see what he would call them and the man chose a name for each one.” (Genesis 2:19).  Our good Father gave pets to Adam and invited his Son to name them.  “Fill the earth and govern it”. (That’s kingdom language.)  “Reign over the fish in the sea, the birds in the sky, and all the animals that scurry along the ground.” (Genesis 1:28).   We were created to love the animal world, to train our furry friends, and to bring them into their full potential.

Before Cesar Millan, (the “Dog Whisperer”),  was Saint Francis;  Before Francis was Adam;  And before Adam was Yahweh dreaming of a Kingdom, and writing His dream in our hearts.  Those little fellows at the rescue shelter?  They’re anticipating the Kingdom, too!

Eyes to see

Jefferies Creek

“There are three types of people: Those who see, those who see when shown, and those who do not see.” -Leonardo da Vinci.

Since my discovery of the kingdom I’ve embarked on a quest of learning to see. Years ago the Holy Spirit interrupted my Southward drive on I-95 to say, “Son, if your world has become narrower as a Christian, then you haven’t received the Kingdom, but only empty religion.” BAM! I stood naked before the Almighty! And perhaps that’s why I’m such a Kingdom geek today. My eyes were opened to the fact that the whole world is full of Glory and that those things that reflect the Kingdom best also move my heart most deeply.

So if you’ll indulge me once more, I’ve been wanting to tell you an experience from a few years back. I was pedaling away on a stationery bike at the gym. The TV in front of me was airing a restaurant makeover show. It might help to know I seldom watch TV, and a restaurant makeover show is not something I’d normally choose to watch if I did. But it happened to be playing, and I happened to be pedaling in front of the tube.

As the last segment began, and the formerly third class restaurant reopened to the “oohs” and “ahs” of patrons delighted by the inviting decor, upgraded menu, and warm professional staff, I realized with amused embarrassment that I had tears forming in my eyes. (THAT, my friends, is pure geek!)

So I checked in with the Holy Spirit, the One who told me my world had become cramped. “What the heck is happening here, Lord?” “It’s the Kingdom, Son. Don’t you know that Your Father is the Great Makeover Artist, and what you’re seeing in this little restaurant is but a tiny glimpse of our plans for the whole world?”

Why do makeover shows rock TV ratings? Because our Father is the great Makeover Artist, and our hearts yearn to see His works. In the Kingdom, every restaurant, every home, every community, and every heart receives a badly needed makeover.

Addendum: Just after writing this I ran across several photos of urban decay in Detroit. What a gloomy example of the “anti-kingdom”, the “city of man” in desperate need of a makeover.

Flash crowds and the Kingdom

Only a few years ago most of us had never heard of, much less seen a “flash crowd”. These seemingly impromptu extravaganzas where singers, dancers, and musicians emerge from nowhere and thrill shoppers and travelers with their gifts have taken YouTube by storm. From the Hallelujah Chorus at Macy’s to Do-re-Mi in the Antwerp Train Station, it’s a wonderful new art form that infuses the ordinary with magic. And for those with holy vision, we must ask, “Why? What primal chord is being struck in our hearts by a flash crowd?”

As I watched a video recently the Spirit gave me a “flash-revelation”: We humans love these things because they’re a near perfect reflection of the Kingdom scripted into our hearts by the Creator. Here’s how:

  • Flash crowds inject order into chaos and wonder into the mundane. One moment you’re jostling with Christmas shoppers and the next you’re enveloped by an Opera Company singing Handel. That’s the Kingdom! The Messiah walks onto the scene and all our randomness is swallowed-up into meaning: the blind see, the lame leap for joy, relationships are restored, the hungry are fed, mourners rejoice, and the oppressed are set free.
  • Flash crowds begin small, (often with a single person), and pull others into a growing movement that changes everything: a giant choir, a full orchestra, a huge dance movement. How like the mustard-seed Kingdom which begins with the smallest of seeds, and overtakes the whole garden with living joy.
  • Flash crowds validate People. Each dancer, each part of the orchestra has a distinct and vital part to play. It’s the same in the Kingdom, where each one has a part, and every part becomes more truly himself as he discovers and fills his place in the Whole.
  • Flash crowds invite people in: If you know the song, then join us! Don’t know the words? Then hum along, tap your feet, or just revel in the camaraderie. The welcome is for everyone! Amateurs? Professionals? The simple? The seasoned? You have a place! You only need to lay down your own agenda and begin trusting and following the Conductor! Everyone together now: “Hal-le-lu-jah!”

PS: If you skip the ad, you can see what I mean right here:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kbJcQYVtZMo)

Les Miserables and the Kingdom

Mugs B&W

After reading the book and enjoying the story in multiple releases and versions, I’ve come to think of Les Miserables as the iconic picture of grace.  But recently I noticed something I never saw before:  Victor Hugo’s classic actually presents three contrasting visions of the Kingdom of God.

First the vision of the law, represented by Inspector Javert.   The Law, of course, is good.  It maintains a semblance of order in a world of passion, crime, and greed.  “Those who falter, and those who fall must pay the price!”  The law is rigid and unbending in its demand for justice.  It bears authority to punish and even to kill those who stray from its path.   But in the end the law is powerless to change either man or society.  It leaves prisoners and jailers alike hardhearted and callous, which is hardly a picture of Paradise.

Likewise the revolutionaries championed a vision of opportunity, equality, and brotherhood that lay on the far side of violence.  “Red!  The blood of angry men!” … of men “who would not be slaves again”.   The thing that separated them from their dream was the power of government and wealth.  And the solution, of course, was revolution.   But a world established on revolution is no paradise, but a bloody wasteland of anger and death;  “Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask me, what your sacrifice was for! Empty chairs at empty tables, where my friends will drink no more…”

Two centuries later we still cling to the bankrupt hopes of building a paradise through law on one side and revolutionary action on the other.  But neither law nor revolution addresses the real problem where it lives, in the human heart.

Bishop Bienvenu and Jean Valjean on the other hand, went about quietly transforming the world by the love of God.  Apart from judgment, sword or law, these two men lived lives of grace that left behind a trail of beauty and change to everything they touched, from beggars and workers to revolutionaries, and even Javert himself.   This is the Kingdom, the grace of Jesus poured out to men and women who in turn pour it out to others.  America, friends, Church…  we have a lesson to learn from this story.

Imposition or proposition

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The church in my lifetime has brought much trouble on itself by making the Kingdom a thing of imposition.  It is not.   Someone has said, “True Believers never impose a thing on others because God himself does not impose”.   Instead we propose a relationship with the One who leads to life, and then we allow our friends to choose for themselves whether they will accept or reject”.   “Come to me all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest”.  (Matthew 11:28). Or if you prefer the Peterson translation, (as I do on this verse), “Are you tired? Worn out?  Burned out on religion?  Come to me.  Get away with me and you will recover your life.  I’ll show you how to take a real rest”. 

We’ve made a profound mistake by imposing on our neighbors such bossy ideas as “the Religious Right” and “the Moral Majority”.  It seems quite big-headed and embarrassing to dub ourselves “right” and “moral” when our neighbors can clearly see us for the messed-up and needy people we are.  Perhaps they would hear us better if we simply proposed, “We’re broken and confused just like everybody else, trying to stumble forward in this frightening world.  But we’ve found some wonderful hope and life in following Jesus.  Would you like to come along with us?”   I’m thinking that might be a little more honest and easier on the ears of our neighbors.  The Kingdom is not a command, but an invitation.

On the eve of the apocalypse

Window snow

Having abandoned my post right through the presidential campaign and it’s aftermath, it’s probably time to dispatch a few thoughts on the eve of the “Mayan apocalypse”.   A good chunk of this three month silence has been due to a heaviness in my heart that’s bordered on depression.   Though I hate to admit it, the politics, injustice and deception of the world are sometimes more than I can bear, and it’s tempting to give up and dream of an easy way out.   After a week of unimaginable horror, disingenuous politics,  religious crazies, media sensationalism, and my Mother’s deteriorating memory, I almost wish I could believe in the Rapture end-game, or the Mayan apocalypse.  But I can’t.  I believe in the Kingdom.  I believe in hope for this world.  I believe the wolf will lie down with the lamb, that men will beat their swords into plowshares, that darkness and deception will be scattered by the light of God’s glory, and that peace will reign on the earth.   I believe that the Christ who came as a man is the King of a Kingdom that is silently growing in our midst.

Satan seems to busy himself with two great lies regarding the end times.  The first is that Jesus will never return, that the whole thing was only a fairy tale in the first place.  This is the lie he whispers to the unbelieving world.  “No worries.  None of it is real, so just carry on as you were”.  But the second lie gets air time right from our pulpits: “Jesus is coming to snatch you away from this cursed earth and to take you to heaven where you belong”.   This is the lie of gnosticism cloaked in the religion of the “Rapture”.   The trouble is, the “Rapture” is neither a victory for Jesus nor for us.   In the end it persuades us that Satan has so ruined the neighborhood that God’s only option is to burn it down and move us all to a “nicer community”.   What a lame ending to an epic story!

No… the real ending is full of triumph and glory, where the King vanquishes his ancient foe, brings heaven to earth, and restores all things back around to the way they were intended in the first place.   That day is on it’s way.  It began the moment the Son stepped into human flesh, and it will be consummated the day he returns to the earth He loves.   When the sun comes up tomorrow, know that the King stands towering over His creation, determined to keep His promise.

“For behold, darkness shall cover the earth, and thick darkness the peoples; but the Lord will arise upon you, and his glory will be seen upon you.  And nations shall come to your light, and kings to the brightness of your rising.”   (Isaiah 60:2-3)