Friday, July 15, 2011

"What Do You Want On Your Tombstone"


 - 2 Kings 20:1-3
 1 In those days Hezekiah became mortally ill. And Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz came to him and said to him, “Thus says the LORD, ‘Set your house in order, for you shall die and not live.’” 2 Then he turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD, saying, 3 “Remember now, O LORD, I beseech You, how I have walked before You in truth and with a whole heart and have done what is good in Your sight.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.

I started a hobby a few years ago of restoring old pioneer cemeteries.  It has been a very interesting hobby.  What I have found out is I can talk to the dead all day long and they never talk back, they don’t complain about my work, they don’t have high expectations for me, they don’t asked me to set goals, if I don’t visit them for several weeks they don’t question my dedication and I am never expected to invite them home for dinner.  

What has been interesting is I have become attached to these people.  I want to know their story.  For the past three years I have spent hundreds of hours learning about the people buried in the Old Cemetery here in Thorntown.  What I have found is the forgotten story of those who are only remembered by what is written on their tombstone.  More often than not there is not much to remember them by—born and died is about all.

Some have been fortunate like Hezekiah and have been given additional days added to their life.  Others had their life cut short without ever having reached the promised seventy-years of age.  Walking through a cemetery reveals the fact that death is not a respecter of age, gender, race or social status.   

What will be said of you after you are dead and gone? I hear that the mortality rate is 100%. Will the thought of you be a blessing or burden? Remember, some people are blessings wherever they go; others are a blessing whenever they go! 

The short message on your tombstone may tell your whole life story in just a few lines.  I have read some very funny epitaphs which no doubt have an element of truth.  

1787 - Jones - 1855
Here lie the bones of Sophie Jones;
For her death held no terrors.
She was born a maid and died a maid.
No hits, no runs, and no heirs.
Scranton, Pennsylvania

We are not really defined by our birth date or our death date.  What we truly are is all summed up in that little dash which is everything.
Carried by Angels
Leonard Ravenhill
1907-1994
“Are the things you are living for
Worth Christ dying for?”

If you have been blessed with extended life or if God has granted you additional days as he did Hezekiah you might give it some thought what message you want to be read one hundred years from your death.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Black Belt Christianity


John 8:30-32Kin g James Version (KJV) As he spake these words, many believed on him.  Then said Jesus to those Jews which believed on him, If ye continue in my word, then are ye my disciples indeed; And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

Back in my younger days when I was in a physical shape different from the shape I am now in.  I trained in the Shorin-Ryu style of karate at the Kokomo School of Self-defense. I started my training along with my three sons under Eddie Bethea an 8th Degree Black Belt.   Mr. Bethea has training thousands of students in the martial arts.  He is a man of high integrity and principles.  Myself and our three sons are grateful to have had the privilege of getting to know him and his willingness to share his knowledge with us.

We started in a self-defense class that lasted for six weeks.  We then enrolled in the karate class and our journey of learning started with the various forms or katas, kicks, blocks, punches and balance.  What I learned was learning did not start to take place until you had done something at least twenty time.  We practiced kicks, blocks and punches by the hundreds it was the basics that helped with the advanced techniques.  In each class it seemed we were pushed to our physical limits only find that we still had a little more to give.  Every week brought about a change in body and mind.  The things I thought I could never do after a while became routine.  Becoming aware of your surroundings was important to your “survival” in Kumite or sparring.  One on one was not as difficult but when there were three against one you had to be not only aware of those who you were confronting but your surroundings as well.  Students honed their skills by working together with those in the school.  Respect was earned by the accomplishments of the individual student not by how long they had been a member of the class.  Yet, it was not about the number of accomplishments one had but about the willingness to learn more.  It was not about studying what was taught but applying what one had learned through the experience of practice.  

Not only did we learn physical skills we were required to learn terms.  The first was Karate.    The word Karate is derived from the words: Kara meaning “empty” and Te meaning “hand”.  The essence of the training was, “I come to you with only Empty Hands. I have no weapons, but should I be forced to defend myself, my principles, or my honor, should it be a matter of life or death, of right or wrong, then here are my weapons, my Empty Hands.” 

We learned the history of our style of karate.  It had something to do with the response to the Japanese conquest of Okinawa. The Japanese conquerors are said to have prohibited the people of Okinawa from owning weapons apparently as a means of insuring their control of the island. The Okinawans developed karate, literally "empty hand", as a means of protecting themselves from brigands, criminals and their Japanese conquerors. Karate was taught in secret only to trustworthy individuals. 

I have always enjoyed a good karate movie.  Even though most have the same plot, I am amazed at their physical skills.  The storyline often runs like this, a non-karate individual find himself in trouble and must learn karate to protect himself, his family, friends or community from the “evil doers”.  He finds a sensei who teaches him the skills he needs to defeat his adversary. The master then teaches him the skills needed to defend himself.   The training was always hard and there was very little mercy shown the student.  But in the end he became a great fighter and saved his family, friends, or community.  These movies were often based in a historical setting when the average person was not permitted to own weapons.  They had to rely upon their abilities to fight with their hands or some farm implement that was handy.  The whole purpose of the karate training was to defend against those who had weapons and power  .In order to test my skills outside the classroom I entered the world of competition.  My first year of competition I did not win one contest, needless to say it was discouraging.  I applied the principles I learned in the class but it didn’t work in the completion ring.  That was when I learned the importance of being aware of my surroundings.  It was not just the adversary I faced in the ring but the boundaries of the ring and the position of the judges. 

The second year I started winning.  The last tournament of the year I injured my foot and was unable to train.  We moved to Indianapolis and stopped training.  When we moved to Thorntown I enrolled the wife and our youngest son in classes in Lebanon and started training again. I had not competed in a tournament for three years and thought I could just jump in and still be successful.  I entered a contest in Greenfield and was ready to take up where I left off.  It didn’t work that way. I was beaten by a younger faster man and my only consolation was he won first place in the tournament.  At the end of the tournament he came up to me a said, “For an old man you sure hit hard.”  I’m sure he was only being kind but what hurt was being called an old man I was only 43.  It was then I realized practice and hard training were needed to compete in a world of young fighters.  Knowledge, skill, experience, and past training could not make up for everyday practice—I had lost the agility needed to be successful against a younger and faster competitor.  The sad part of my training is that it really did not serve any real purpose outside the dojo or the completion ring.  The karate we studied has never been used for the purpose for which it was created.  Here we were Quakers learning how to fight fights which will never happen.  We were learning how to disable adversaries we would never encounter.  Karate no longer serves its intended purpose.  However, it does teach discipline, respect and character.  But those were not the real reasons for the existence of a “martial” art.  It no longer serves its original purpose.

How does this apply to the Christian life? Both Karate and Christianity are similar in their purpose—to fight against evil.  Karate has lost its true historical purpose; Christianity seems to have lost its historical purpose as well. Over the years Christianity has lost the mission of making disciples.  Why?  Some would say it is because the times have changed.  In regards to the study of karate we are more civilized and there's very little need for anyone, at least living in America, to be able to kill someone with your bare hands.  In regards to the Church there is little need for the average Christian to go out and seek disciples after all that is the minister’s job.  

You can imagine the dilemma that poses for the students of Karate. They love it. They honor the senseis who taught them. They want to see it continued.  For the church member they feel it is the ministers’ responsibility to make disciples yet, they love the thought of being religious and they would hate to see their church close down. So how do you motivate Christians to dedicate years and years of training to learn an art making of disciple when they will never use the skill?  Do you think it is time to get back to the purpose of what Christianity is all about---making disciples.

 First, we are called to be disciples of Jesus Christ, he is our Teacher.  We learn the basics prayer, fasting and learning the scriptures.  We practice in church; we learn the terms and can speak the language.  We debate the various doctrines and read devotionals, watch religious movies, go to seminars, listen to “successful religious leaders” and study history and still we are losing in the tournament of life.  We are not aware of our surroundings, our adversary seems to be better trained, the judges are unaware when we score a point, and the ring is not to our liking.  We need to train as Black belt Christians with purpose to use our skills.

In order to become a black belt we need a teacher (Jesus Christ), we need a style,(Righteousness and Holiness) we need to know the forms, (the doctrines of Gods Word) we need to practice daily (take up the Cross and follow Him daily).  We must follow the Teacher and become a disciple not a student.   Jesus said, if ye continue in my word.  The “secret” is to continue in the words of Jesus.  If we follow his training routine we will become successful in combating the adversary.  Being a disciple is to know the truth and freedom found in the truth.  

Disciples are learners who apply their knowledge to daily living.
The Greek word for 'disciple' is 'mathetes,' which means 'learner.'  In biblical times a disciple would attach himself to a teacher and learn from him.  He would follow him throughout the day, interact with him, work with him and often would go home with him at night.  As a result of this close, personal real-life training, a disciple often took on the characteristics of the one who trained him.  In fact, this is exactly what Jesus said, if you love me you will keep my commandments.

Disciples become like their Teacher
1.     When fully trained, disciples are like their Master (Luke 6:40).
2.     Disciples of Jesus increasingly reflect His character, conduct and commitments (Ephesians 4:13).

Christian Discipleship Never Ends
The word, "Learner," does not have a sense of “having arrived”.  A disciple is one who is always learning.  He’s not "Learned", but a "learner."  Discipleship is a life-long process (Philippians 3:12-14).  We will never fully reflect Jesus Christ in our lifetime.  But disciples keep moving in that direction, learning from Jesus throughout their lives.

The English word "disciple" refers more to a hierarchical position, I am a disciple of…., or he’s a disciple of . . ., whereas the Greek word "disciple” refers more to the activity of a learner. The characteristics of a disciple are: desires to learn; is a learner of Jesus Christ; has a need to apply knowledge to everyday living; and has a willingness to imitate the Teacher. 

 I Corinthians 11:1 Be ye followers of me, even as I also am of Christ
Disciples are those with a love for God, their neighbor and Christian Brother and show this love in deeds.  They put Jesus first in everything and count the cost before they jump in.  They are willing to wait on pleasure and comfort, to suffer now for the reward waiting them. They serve those whom they lead.  They seek other’s good before their own.  They work out of gratitude and love and are zealous to do good deeds.  A disciple of Jesus seeks to impart what he has learned to others, to fulfill the ministry Christ has given to them.  Disciples are ready to receive whatever Jesus has to offer — His forgiveness, love, direction and commandments — and to pay the price to get it. The common characteristics revolve around the attitudes and behaviors of a learner.

All too often those who call themselves by the name of Christ are not disciples.  They may be students who wish to gain the knowledge and status of a follower of Jesus Christ but are not willing to take up the cross and follow him-- they are not disciples.   

It is true that the techniques of karate are effective at self-defense and a person could seriously injure someone or even kill someone if they were skilled at karate. But over the course of history the farm tools are no longer needed to defend “myself, my principles, or my honor, should it be a matter of life or death, of right or wrong”, the original purpose of karate has changed. We are not Okinawans trying to defend themselves against criminals and Japanese rulers. However, the mission of the church has not changed and the lesson learned from Jesus Christ and following his teaching still has the power to change lives and saves souls.  The making of disciples is just as important today as when Jesus said, Go ye into the all world and preach the gospel—making disciple.  Let us not take a skill that has been passed down by the Master Teacher (making disciples) and make it of little use.  He has given us the weapons to defeat the adversary and put fear into the hearts of the wicked. Let us study to show ourselves approved rightly dividing the word of truth and find freedom in the truth of Jesus Christ.

We are in a spiritual warfare.  Just as the marital artist has learned the skills to “defend myself, my principles, or my honor, should it be a matter of life or death, of right or wrong, then here are my weapons, my Empty Hands” we as Christians must use the skills the Master has given us.  Paul tells us we are to, Put on the whole amour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.  Wherefore take unto you the whole amour of God that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.  Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness; And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace; Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

The "Good Old Days"


Last week the wife and I attended the Danville Civil War Heritage Days.  I have a love for history and enjoy visiting the past but that is where it ends.  The “good old days” of my parents and grandparents are not the days I want to experience in real life.  There are those who love to talk about the “good old days” but the reality is the “good old days” were hard on those who experienced them.  I enjoy turning on the faucet and having hot or cold water without going to the well.  I enjoy the Internet and the instant access to information.  I like turning the key to the ignition and starting the car rather than feeding the horse and hitching up the buggy.  I enjoy homemade cooking by like the quickness of the microwave.  The “good old days” are only memories and hinder the progress of the present.  Individual who are always talking about the past fail to understand they are now making the next generations “good old days.”  Those who feel the “good old days” were better than today no doubt did not live in the “good old days”.  Trying to live in the memories of the hardships of the past will not make the hardships of the present any better.  Not relying on the conveniences of our present culture and living frugally does not make us more spiritual and holy.  One person said, “Enjoy yourself.  These are the good old days you’re going to miss in the years ahead.” 

I often hear older people talk about the “good old days” in the church and wonder what they are talking about.  I know for a fact the there is nothing that helps glorify the old days as much as a bad memory.  Were the “good old days” in the past sitting on hard straight back pews in a room with a wood or coal stove to provide heat? Been there and didn’t like it.  Where they the days when it was hard to hear the preacher because there was no sound system? Been there, although most preachers I knew were loud and long and walked the aisle so you could hear them.   Or, were the good old days when there was nothing to day all day Sunday but go to church and listen to a preacher preach for one to two hours?  Where the “good old days” enduring an altar call that lasted for thirty minutes and was designed to scare you out of Hell?  Been there, it seemed that if the preacher could not put the fear of “lost for eternity”, “damned in hell forever” “the Lord may come tonight and you will be lost forever” into the hearts of those in attendance he wasn’t much of a preacher.  Are these the days were are talking about?  I don’t know.  When I ask people to explain the “good old days” they seem at a loss as to what was the “good” in the “old days”.

There are some things about the “good old days” I like.  I like singing out of a hymn books.  I don’t like praise songs that repeat the same phrase six or seven times.  I don’t like the songs projected on the screen.  I don’t want some praise team singing for me; I want to do my own singing.  I like the King James Version of the Bible; if it was good enough for Saint Paul it should be good enough for me.  (Ok, I know it was written in 1611 but you get my point.)  I like to talk with people who read and understand the Bible.  I like the fact in the “good old days” people studied the Bible and knew the scriptures.  I like that in the “good old days” people had a respect for the church, the pastor, the teachers and worship service.  I like that the presence of the Lord could be felt in the service and that people’s heart were moved during worship.  I like that in the “good old days” children were taught to listen and be quite in church.  So, I guess there are some things about the “good old days” I liked and wish we could continue their practice.  But, I know our society has changed and the culture of the church has changed as well. 

Christianity has been accused of being a religion of fear.  Maybe in the past the message of sin, hell, judgment, death, and eternal punishment were the main message but today we hear very little about anything that creates fear.  One individual said if there was more preaching about hell in the pulpit there would be less hell in the streets.  That is something to think about.  Maybe if there was more preaching on eternal punishment there would be more accountability in our personal lives?  Just a thought.

I would like to think I am making some memories for the next generation that are actually good and not the” myth of the past” or the “delusions of a bad memory.”  I would like my grandchildren to remember I lived in the present, planned for the future and honored the past.