Category: Isaiah (Page 12 of 12)

Every Nation, Tribe, People, & Language

“The mountain of the Lord’s temple will be established as chief among the mountains; it will be raised above the hills, and all nations will stream to it. Many peoples will come and say, ‘Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob. He will teach us his ways, so that we may walk in his paths.'” ~Isaiah 2:2-3

“There before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people, and language, standing before the throne and in front of the Lamb…And they cried out in a loud voice, ‘Salvation belongs to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb.'” ~Revelation 7:9-10

You know my dream is to ultimately see our church body at Legacy accurately reflect the uniting force of the Gospel. My vision is that all our Spanish-speaking members and all our deaf members come together to worship our Lord in the same assembly on Sundays. Full integration. Not segregation. The birth, life, teachings, ministry, death, burial, resurrection, and exaltation of Jesus breaks down all the barriers between us. It destroys the things that separate us. In Christ there are no divisions, no walls. We’re one. We’re equal. We’re all in the same family. And the family should model that.

So, how do we do this? Is it impossible? Do we keep our Spanish-speaking brothers and sisters out in the fellowship hall or tucked away in an upstairs classroom? Or do we sacrifice and bend and give and do whatever it takes to bring them fully into the family?

One of the cover stories in the July Christian Chronicle, “Are Churches Reaching New Americans?” chronicles the efforts of several churches to unite their English and Spanish speaking members into one united body. The trick, it seems, is to realize that language is not a barrier. It’s not easy. It presents challenges. But it’s not impossible.

Daniel Rodriguez, a professor of religion and Hispanic studies at Pepperdine, puts his finger on the fallacy of the language issue. “The fastest growing churches have realized that language is not a barrier. They have recognized how to reach the grandmother who speaks only Spanish and her grandchildren who speak English.”

The Inland Valley Church of Christ in California has about 120 members, 50 of whom speak primarily Spanish. But most everything they do in their assemblies is in English. They provide headsets and live translation. The lyrics to the songs appear on the screens in both languages. One of the Inland Valley ministers, Tom Allen, says, “As we interact, we come to care for each other. When people love each other, they’ll accommodate.”

Wow. That’s the key, right? Instead of focusing on the little differences among us, zeroing in on the huge eternal things we have in common through the blood of Christ Jesus.

I know at the North Davis Church in Arlington, our Lord’s Supper time was bilingual. A prayer and/or Scripture reading in English and in Spanish. Both. Every time. Worshiping together around the common table. Yes.

The foreign-born population in the U.S. is reaching 15-percent. More than one million legal immigrants earn U.S. citizenship every year. Most Hispanic people in Texas my age or younger, and virtually all people the age of my children and younger, speak both English and Spanish. Language is not the barrier.

Is it custom? Is it culture? Is it fear? What is it? I hate to think our schools and our government buildings and our restaurants and our soccer teams and our Wal-Marts and our media can integrate and bring people together better than our Gospel.

Peace,

Allan

Heaven On Earth

David Hunter’s wife, Denise, died Sunday. The funeral is Thursday morning in Robinson. Our Father tells us through his prophet Isaiah, “I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you” (46:4). May our God carry David and his two children through this dark, dark valley. May he grant them his peace and comfort. And may he use his people—us—to reach out to them with his love and mercies.

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Further reflections on this past Sunday at Legacy — There was so much anticipation, so much build up, so much expectation going in to that first assembly in the new building, it wouldn’t have mattered what happened in there, most everybody was going to come out feeling great. Everything was going to be positive. Everything was going to be fabulous. It would have been impossible to mess it up, even if we had been trying. Everybody’s expectations were that it was going to be great. Everybody had already decided it was going to be wonderful, months before it ever happened.

And it was. It was wonderful. Microphones were off when they should have been on and they were left on when they should have been off. Communion servers missed rows. The baptistry water was freezing cold. The PowerPoint slides weren’t all up at the times they should have been. I was so totally disoriented, I’m not sure what I said or how I said it. Yet, it was fantastic. It was amazing. And I can’t help but think a ton of that has to do with our mindsets going in. It was going to be wonderful no matter what happened. We had already made up our minds.

Bingo.

Can’t we all, everyone of us, go into this coming Sunday, and the next Sunday, and the Sunday after that, and even the Sundays to come next month and next year and five years from now with the exact same level of anticipation and enthusiasm? Shouldn’t we? Next Sunday there will be more visitors to meet. Next Sunday there will be more Legacy members to greet. Next Sunday our God is going to work in and through our assembly to bless us and shape us into the image of his Son. So why wouldn’t we go into next Sunday the same way we went into this one? No matter what happens during the service, I’m convinced even before it begins that it’s going to be wonderful and I’m going to be blessed by gathering in the presence of God and one another. Why wouldn’t that be the attitude every single week?

Sunday, we looked at how our Christian assemblies transcend time and space. We’re not in this room, we’re not in the worship center. When we’re together, we’re at Mt. Zion, gathered around the throne of our God with all the saints for all time, those who’ve gone before and those who are coming after. We’re in the future. We see the future. We experience the future when we’re together like this. It really is heaven on earth. The singing really is that good.

On Sunday, we joined the future. When we assemble together, we see the future, we experience the future. And we’re strengthened to live in the present because we’ve experienced the future. And we live and act in the present as if the future’s already come. Because for us, it has.

We don’t have to wait for the sweet by and by to experience the transforming presence of God. In the hallowed here and now we enter his throne room together along with all the saints of every age.

May God’s people assemble in our new building in spirit and truth for generations to come. And may our understanding of our assemblies always be shaped by the realities of the eternal Kingdom of our God.

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I was so disoriented Sunday. I never knew whether I was coming or going. The whole thing was so strange. Nothing normal about any of it. And it was much more than just being in a new building. I’ve certainly preached before in strange new settings. What made it weird was that it was all the people I know and love, but nobody was where they belonged. I’ve become very used to looking in certain places and seeing certain people. I know where to look to find the people who are always paying attention and nodding encouragement to me. And I know where to find the people who are just nodding. I know where my good friends are and where the people are I don’t know that well. I know where each of our elders can be found. I know where Carrie-Anne and the girls are. For 14 months now I’ve been accustomed to knowing where everybody is. Until Sunday. Nobody was where they were supposed to be. Everybody was with different people. In different places. This was my church family. But it was like the room had been turned upside down. Very strange. I never got my bearings. I hope it’s a little different this next Sunday.

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I’m humbled by all this. I’ve thought it many times before, it was running through my head all day Saturday, and the thought was overwhelming me Sunday morning: what in the world am I doing here? This church has really messed up by ordaining me as their preacher. They have no clue how far in over my head I am. If they only knew how terrified I am by all this. I don’t belong here. It’s too big. It’s too important. I’m too weak. I’m too small. This doesn’t fit. I’ll be exposed any day now for the fraud I really am. And those thoughts drive me to the floor on my knees. God, if you don’t show up, I’m not showing up. Ever. I can’t do this. You have to do this. It’s all on you, Lord; every bit of it.

And he’s there every time. Every single time. He’s never missed. And it never ceases to blow me away.

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Here it is! Here’s the official logo for The Kingdom, The Kids, & The Cowboys Top 20 College Football Poll. We received a grand total of 6 votes. One vote for David Watson’s “Football Pole” design. Of course, that vote shouldn’t really count because the one casting that vote didn’t even get the joke. Brittany Bankhead-Kendall’s entry received no votes. Sorry, girl. I’m not sure why. I appreciate your effort, though, because it seemed to really get the ball rolling. The other five votes went to Scott Beard’s inspirational design. Scott’s imaginative scheme combines the rich imagery of a football player preparing mentally for the physical battle that faces him in the heart of the trenches—where, as we know, all football games are won or lost—with bold lines and striking attention to detail that paint a complete portrait of the paradox of the game: artistic brutality; violent ballet; a symphony of collisions with all the drama of a month’s worth of soap opera Fridays. So, here it is.

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Congratulations to Scott Beard!

The KK&C Top 20 Preseason Poll will be released first thing tomorrow morning.

Peace,

Allan

When We All Get To Heaven

ComeToTheFeast!“On this mountain the Lord Almighty will prepare a feast of rich food for all peoples, a banquet of aged wine—the best of meats and finest of wines.” ~Isaiah 25:6

I was asked by College Hill to preach on my favorite hymn or song. “It Is Well With My Soul” is, hands down, my all time favorite. How does anybody sing that second verse straight through without breaking up, or at least getting a huge lump in the throat? Even the author couldn’t make it through the first three words without losing it. “My sin…” And then he has to stop down and comment on what he’s about to say before he even says it. “…oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!” It’s an amazing song.

But I went with my second favorite last night at College Hill, “When We All Get To Heaven.” As a kid growing up in the Grove, this was the song we always sang as the very last song at our 5th Sunday Singings at the Pleasant Grove Church. It’s how we closed out all these special singings. So I knew that when we sang that song, the homemade ice-cream was next. I loved that song.

Now I’ve come to appreciate that when we sing that song we’re proclaiming our belief in Heaven, we’re declaring that we know we’re all going to Heaven, and we’re affirming our strong desire to get there. For those reasons, I think it’s wonderful when the Christian family sings this song together.

But it’s not altogether wrong to allow this song to still remind me of ice-cream.

Because every one of the Scriptural references to Heaven, all the biblical portraits we’re given of Heaven, are painted in the context of a meal. Heaven in the Bible is a massive banquet. It’s a gigantic family feast!

Isaiah 25 sounds exactly like the descriptions of heaven in Revelation 7 and 21, at the wedding feast of the Lamb. In Matthew 22 Jesus says Heaven is like a wedding feast. The ox and cows are butchered. All things are ready. Come to the feast! In Luke 13 Jesus is talking about Heaven when he says Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob and all the prophets will be there. People will come from North, South, East, and West to take their places with them at the feast. The ten virgins in Matthew 25. The parables in Luke 12 and 14. Heaven is a huge dinner party!

And our meals together here on earth should all anticipate Heaven. God’s Holy Word says that’s what Heaven is like. When we eat together, we ought to be thinking about Heaven, when we’re ALL going to be together, when all of God’s children will be gathered around the Father’s table at the great eternal feast.

Allow your family meals to point you to Heaven. Allow our communion meal together this Sunday to anticipate Heaven.

And contemplate together that timeless question, the question that the greatest theological minds of our age have wrestled TheAnswerIsYeswith for decades: Will there be Blue Bell in Heaven?

Peace,

Allan

All Of It: Holy, Holy, Holy

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty;
the whole earth is full of his glory.”
                                                     ~Isaiah 6:3

HolyHolyHolyWe think and talk in terms of “secular” and “spiritual.” Our conversations and our decision-making are tainted by distorted views of “real world” and “church world.” For some reason(s) we see a big difference between things that are “secular” and things that are “holy.” We talk about something so-and-so does at his “secular job” as opposed to the things he does in his “church job.” Or, worse, we talk about how life is in the “real world” as opposed to how life is “at church.”

The secular has become more or less what we’re in charge of: our jobs, our time, our money, our opinions, our government, our entertainment, our house, our family. The holy is what God’s in charge of: worship and the Bible, prayers and songs, Heaven and Hell.

Scripture will have none of that. Scripture holds that everything, absolutely everything, takes place on holy ground. God has something to say about every aspect of our lives: the way we feel, the way we act, the way we make our money and the way we spend it, the politics we embrace, the wars we fight, the tragedies we endure, the people we know. Nothing is hidden from the sight of our God. Nothing is exempt from his rule. The ground is holy. The people are holy. The words are holy.

As God’s people today we are not to be defined by the times in which we live. Our government does not have control over how we live our lives. Technology does not define our existence. Postmodernism does not define how we think. News and entertainment do not account for who we are. Just like Isaiah in the temple we are plunged head-first into “holy.” We are given a holy vision, we are given a holy glimpse of what’s really real: the Lord ruling in holiness, the songs of the holy angels filling the holy air with holy sounds.

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty;
  the whole earth is full of his glory!”

Hurst is full of his glory! Bedford is full of his glory! Richland High School is full of his glory! The Southlake Wal-Mart is full of his glory! The North Richland Hills Post Office is full of his glory! The Northeast Mall is full of his glory! The intersection of Precinct Line and 183 is full of his glory! The whole earth!

And, yes, our government does this horrible thing and our schools do these awful things and our friends say this and our neighbor says that. And, yes, poverty and disease and violence and sex and greed and lust. Yes.

But the whole earth is full of his glory!

We’ve been given the vision. We see the way things really are. Not just in our church buildings, but everywhere we walk is holy ground. Everywhere you go is a sacred space. Everybody you meet is a holy opportunity. Everything you do is a sacred activity. All of it is governed and ruled by our sovereign God who consecrates it and makes it holy for his purposes.

Peace,

Allan

Carry Each Other's Burdens

“Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.” ~Galatians 6:2

CarryingCrossIt’s clear that the fourth Servant Song in the book of Isaiah (52:13-53:12) points forward to Christ Jesus. The passage carries the theme of the other three songs (42:1-9, 49:1-7, & 50:4-11) that the servant of God is chosen by God, equipped by God, and assigned by God to fulfill God’s mission of bringing salvation to the world. The servant belongs to God. He’s ordained by God to bring justice and salvation to God’s people. And all four songs express guarantees from God that God’s chosen way of the servant will not fail. It will succeed. God will make sure of it.

As children of God and as followers of the Christ, we are also the servant described in the four songs. We are also chosen by God, called and equipped and empowered and ordained by God to be his vehicle of bringing justice and salvation to a sin-broken world. And it’s easy to draw the comparisons and parallels in the first three songs. The identification of the servant is ambiguous. Generic. It’s simple to say and believe that we’re able to live into the servant of those first three passages.

But what about the fourth?

Most of us know a lot of the fourth song by memory. The words and the rhythms of the verses almost soothe us with their familiarity.

Despised and rejected by men. A man of sorrows and familiar with suffering. Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows. He was pierced for our transgressions. Crushed for our iniquities. He bore the sin of many.

So the servant bore our sufferings. It’s for our transgressions, for our iniquities, that he suffered. The servant suffered in our place. The servant serves God in serving the sinner by taking the sinner’s place, by doing for the sinner what the sinner can’t do for himself.

That’s Jesus, not me.

Yes. And No.

Yes, that’s Jesus. But as a child of God and a follower of his Son, it’s you, too. And it’s me.

Yes, the suffering and death of Jesus is definitive and complete. But there’s more. And the more has to do with our participation in that suffering and death. The cross at Calvary where all the Isaiah 53 imagery really comes into focus is unrepeatable. But cross-bearing is not.

The servant in Isaiah—and Jesus as the ideal servant—willingly gives up his rights, willfully gives up his life so that others might have life. As his followers, as his imitators, we’re called to walk down the same road. Isn’t that what we do when we offer our bodies as living sacrifices? Isn’t this what Paul meant in Galatians 6:2?

It’s much easier to tell people where to get relief from their burdens. It’s easier to point people to help, to write a check, to make a call, to drive somebody somewhere and drop them off. That way, we don’t become involved with them. There’s no pain. No risk. No chance of suffering.

But that’s not the way of the Isaiah servant. That’s not the way of our Lord. Jesus didn’t tell us where to take our burdens. He took them.

“To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps.” ~1 Peter 2:21

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Check out this 30-second video. It’s a quick little news story about a softball game last month between Western Oregon University and Central Washington State. I think it has meaning to this idea of bearing each other’s burdens. Even if it doesn’t relate perfectly, it’s a really cool story. Just click here to get the video. It’s on Jeff Christian’s blog from the Glenwood Church in Tyler.

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RangersPlayoffLogoThe Rangers have won six series in a row. The last time that happened was in ’99. A playoff year. A Johnnie Oates year. Could it be…?

I think the Stars have a better chance of beating Detroit in four straight.

Peace,

Allan

Behold, I Thought!

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord.

“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways

and my thoughts than your thoughts.”   ~Isaiah 55:8-9

In preparing for this Sunday’s sermon on God’s absolutely free gift of salvation as demonstrated in the miraculous cleansing of Naaman in 2 Kings 5, I came across this thought from Chuck Swindoll on the above passage from Isaiah 55.

“As long as you have breath in your lungs, the Lord will surprise you with his ways. He is infintely creative and inexhaustibly resourceful. His ways don’t conform to our way of thinking, and we make him less when we expect that they should. Furthermore, his plan is much higher than ours. His goal is not to bring us down, but to lift us up. Contrary to popular opinion, he has no desire to bury us, but to raise us for his use and his glory.”

It’s at the very moment I have finally figured it out that God lets me know clearly I haven’t. Everytime. He gives me so much more than I could possibly ask or imagine. And that blows me away. He works mightily in and through the smallest and most insignificant of things to touch hearts and change lives. And that knocks my socks off.

I don’t have anything figured out.

My trust is in my God. My faith is in him to deliver. He’s rescued me. And he’s working in me and through me (speaking of small and insignificant things). I believe in him. He has a plan to reconcile all things back to him. He has it all figured out. Every bit of it. Perfectly.

I’m not driving any of it.

As a new preacher friend of mine told me this week, “I’m just hanging on to the back of the boat, trying not to wipe out in front of everybody.”

Peace,

Allan

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