Category: Galatians (Page 1 of 11)

New Life

“Don’t you know that all of us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death? We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life.” ~Romans 6:3-4

Dear Kyle, Brinlee, Harrison, Cody, and Manny:

What a tremendous blessing and a great privilege from our God to be in the room when you were baptized into Christ on Sunday. Your baptism, your open heart, and your confessing spirit were an inspiration to me and to all of us who witnessed your new birth.

 

 

 

 

 

You are now a beloved and eternal child of our heavenly Father. Paul told the church in Galatia, “You are all children of God through faith in Christ Jesus, for all of you who were baptized into Christ has clothed yourselves with Christ” (Galatians 3:26-27).

Be reminded that when you were baptized, you put to death your old person of sin. You buried that person. You killed him. You killed her. And when you came up out of that water, you were a brand new creature. God has created in you a brand new person, full of his Holy Spirit, to experience everything in a brand new way.

 

 

 

 

 

You now share in the resurrection of Jesus. Death has nothing on you now. And neither does sin.

May our Lord bless you richly. May you look back often on your baptism and remember what God has created in you. And may you walk with our God always, faithful to the end.

Peace,

Allan

Refuse to Participate in the Sickness

There is so much hate in this country. So much division.

And people on every side of the debates and decisions, people of every persuasion and preference, are increasingly responding to all the hate and division with violence. It’s a sickness. And it feels like it’s getting worse.

As children of God and followers of Christ Jesus, we are thankful that the attacker at last night’s dinner in Washington D.C. was apprehended before he could do what it looks like he intended to do. We thank God.

We can also be thankful for the law enforcement officers who did what God has established them to do: Stop evil. Punish wrongdoers.

And we can pray for our country. We can pray for our elected leaders, starting with President Trump and all the way down the chain.

And we should commit as Christians to not be a part of the sickness.

As children of God and disciples of Christ, we do not sow hate, division, fear, or violence. We refuse to participate in any of that.

So, what do we do? How do we respond?

We live. We live as beacons of hope and shining examples of our Lord’s saving love and grace and peace. In our country. In Midland. And around the world. We refuse to participate in the sickness of division and hate. In Jesus’ name, we refuse.

And we pray.

Dear Father, 

In the name of Jesus we thank you that no one was seriously injured last night in D.C. One bullet was stopped by a protective vest. And we give you thanks for that. Thank you. 

We pray for our country. We pray for our elected officials. For all the Republicans. And for all the Democrats. Protect them, Father. Give them safety and wisdom, clarity and compassion, unity and purpose. God, please bring those people together for the sake of everyone who lives in this country. 

We lift law enforcement organizations and officers up to you in Jesus’ name. We pray for these women and men who protect our elected officials who are under increasing physical threats of violence and death. Give them safety and courage, wisdom and quick discernment. 

We also pray for your holy Church. We pray for us. For Christians. For we who bear your holy image and wear the name of your holy Son and are the dwelling place of your Holy Spirit. 

May all your churches in America reflect more of your love and more of your joy and more of your peace. And all your churches in Midland. 

May our individual lives be characterized by more patience, more kindness, and more goodness. To our fellow man. To our neighbors. To our enemies. 

May we demonstrate a deeper faithfulness, a growing gentleness, and an increased self-control. 

Father, heal us. In Jesus’ name, forgive us. Holy Spirit, restore us. 

May your Kingdom come, Lord. Quickly. And may your will be done in D.C. and Moscow and Austin and Tehran and Tel Aviv and Midland, just as it is in heaven. 

Amen. 

Too Much Holy Spirit?

I’m leading off with a couple of pictures from the 25th Annual Horsemen Campout last weekend at Cooper Lake. The festivities began with a massive barbecue lunch on Dan Miller’s back porch: brisket, turkey, sausage, ribs, all the trimmings, and peach cobbler, provided by the legendary Mesquite Barbecue. Perfect. We ate too much, laughed too hard, and almost stayed too long. We concluded the traditional opening ceremonies with a time of intense prayer for our brother, who’s just not physically able to make it to the lake anymore. And he returned the favor over us. Each of us got the “hedge of protection.” And then Dan had to tell us to scram.

The weather Thursday was perfect. The cold front blew in early Friday afternoon, prompting Kevin and I to channel our inner Dan-O and rig up a wind break with a giant tarp and 72 bungee cords. It must have raised the wind chill at our picnic table by ten degrees! We sent Dan the picture. He was proud.

Steak and potatoes for dinner. Breakfast tacos in the mornings. Coffee out of Ol’ Blue. Lots of chips and snacks. A little less hiking than in years past. A few more conversations about our physical health and ailments than I’m comfortable with. Deep discussions into the night about church membership, baptism, parenting and grandparenting, women’s roles, congregational leadership structures, and Wolfgang Van Halen. And more prayer. Lots of prayer. For our families. Our churches and ministries. For Dan and Debbie. For each other.

I thank God for these three great friends. For Dan’s inspiring faithfulness in the middle of the Parkinson’s Disease that is robbing him of his physical abilities, but not his spirit or trust in the Lord. For Kevin’s enduring tenacity and hope, for his faith to always see what’s on the other side and point it out to us. And for Jason’s humor and love, his uncompromising love for the least of these that amazes everybody except the people who know him best.

And I thank God for these weekends that help me re-set my calling and my heart.

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I hear Christians say the funniest things in Bible class. Or in the foyer after church. During a Bible class series on the Holy Spirit, or following a couple of sermons about the Holy Spirit, I’ve heard disciples of Jesus say things like, “You can talk too much about the Holy Spirit.” “You can put too much focus on the Holy Spirit.” “You don’t want to overemphasize the Holy Spirit; that might lead to who knows what.”

Wait.

It won’t lead to “who knows what.” We know exactly what it will lead to. If we’ll pay more attention to the Spirit, if we’ll listen to the Spirit, if we’ll give God’s Holy Spirit total control over our church, we know the result.

“Live by the Spirit… The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.” ~Galatians 5:16, 22-23

I don’t know about your church, but my church could use more love and joy and peace. We need more patience in our church, and kindness and goodness. Where I worship and serve, we could use more faithfulness and gentleness and self-control. When the Holy Spirit accomplishes that in the church, it’s so much more powerful than speaking in tongues or healing! When the Holy Spirit produces that kind of fruit in God’s Church, the whole world will know the Kingdom of God is here!

“Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.” ~Galatians 5:25

Peace,
Allan

Fulfilling the Law

Here’s the last thing, I think, I’ll write about salvation and the law for a while. It’s a huge topic with lots of talking points, lots of opportunity to get into the weeds, and plenty of far-reaching ramifications. But I like to follow the lead of our Lord and boil it down to everything hanging on love. All the law and the prophets, everything God ever taught or ever thought, all of God’s plans for his people and his creation–it all hangs on love.

“Let no debt remain outstanding except the continuing debt to love one another, for the one who loves his fellowman has fulfilled the law. The commandments, ‘Do not commit adultery,’ ‘Do not murder,’ ‘Do not steal,’ ‘Do not covet,’ and whatever other commandments there may be, are summed up in this one rule: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ Love does no harm to its neighbor. Therefore, love is the fulfillment of the law.” ~Romans 13:8-10

Here’s a bottom line deal for you. If you do not love everybody, then you have to deny all the most basic things all Christians believe. If I harshly criticize anybody, if I refuse to forgive anybody, if I discriminate in any way, if I ignore or neglect anybody, if I make any move to harm anyone for any reason, then I have to reject almost all the basic points of Christian belief.

We believe that all men and women are created by God in the image of God. All men and women. Period.

We believe our God loves all people. All people. Period.

We believe Jesus died on the cross because God wants all people to be forgiven and saved, including you and your neighbor, equally.

We believe in treating others the same way we want to be treated.

We believe our God calls us to show his divine love to all people everywhere–no exceptions.

Serving others in love keeps all the commands. Serving others in love makes all the beliefs real–not just something we know in our heads, but something we live with our lives, that changes us and fulfills the eternal will of our God.

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We were delighted to welcome Josh Ross to GCR Church this past weekend to train our adult Bible class teachers on “The Spirit Poured Out,” a twelve-week curriculum he wrote for us on the person, presence, and power of God’s Holy Spirit. Of course, it’s excellent. And I am beside myself with hope and anticipation for the conversations we’re going to have and God’s will we’re going to wrestle and the formation that’s going to happen in and through our congregation during the next three months.

I believe our church recognized in Josh what Carrie-Anne and I have known for years: his uncompromising commitment to our Lord and the ways of Christ and his unwavering love for God’s people. It’s infectious.

Carrie-Anne and I have known Josh and his family for more than 25 years. Josh’s dad, Rick, was the preacher at the Mesquite CofC when Carrie-Anne and I began worshiping and serving there in October 1999. Rick was the first preacher I really listened to, the first guy in a pulpit who connected the dots for me and, more than that, the first preacher whose life I noticed clearly reflected a commitment to Christlikeness. Josh’s mom, Beverly, became a mentor and friend for Carrie-Anne in ways that still profoundly resonate in Carrie-Anne’s walk with Jesus and in our marriage and family. Josh’s big sister Jenny and her husband David became very good friends of ours–I was driving to Houston with David to see the Astros and Giants on the morning of 9/11. Josh and his younger brother Jonathan were these two dynamic young men who had a fire for the Lord and a passion for discipleship and obvious gifts for speaking and leading in God’s Kingdom.  This was the setting–the time and place and people–God used to call me into congregational ministry.

The first time we went to the Tulsa Workshop, it was with Rick and Beverly and Jenny and David. And it was mind-blowing. Earth-shaking. Paradigm shattering. I started organizing  men’s retreats at Mesquite. I led a 24 Hours of Prayer at Mesquite. I taught that Room 201 Bible class. We sat behind Jason and Tiersa, next to Chris and Liz, in front of Brian and Terri. I led worship at Mesquite. We started that Second Saturday Servants. I rappelled out of a second-story air conditioning vent into the worship center for a VBS bit. The Four Horsemen made those vows to each other and our families and started those Wednesday night dinners and those Tuesday morning Bible studies. I started reading John Mark Hicks and C.S. Lewis. Those three years at that church were the most intensely formative times for Carrie-Anne and me in our discipleship to Jesus. That Mesquite church was a dysfunctional mess, but our gracious God used that church and those people at that time to transform me into a proclaimer of his Good News.

It’s not Josh’s fault, but in my mind and my heart he is forever connected to that time and place and people that still mean so much to me. So, I just absolutely love the guy. We had a blast hanging out together this weekend, and I know our church at GCR is going to be blessed for the next three months and beyond as we dive into his material on the Holy Spirit. As Josh told us several times, we don’t need a perfect understanding of the Holy Spirit, but we do need a working understanding.

I thank God for the gifts he’s given his servant Josh and for Josh’s eagerness to share those gifts with GCR this weekend. I thank God for the whole Ross family and the eternal impact they’ve had on me and my family. And I thank God for that Church of Christ in Mesquite.

Peace,

Allan

Beyond the Law

“In Christ Jesus, neither circumcision nor uncircumcision has any value. The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.” ~Galatians 5:6

We are not saved by obeying the law or observing the traditions or keeping the rules, we are saved by our faith in Christ alone. That’s the point of Paul’s letter to the churches in Galatia. And it’s one that bears much repeating.

Circumcision? Doesn’t count! Uncircumcision? Who cares! In Christ Jesus, those kinds of things don’t have any force. It doesn’t exercise any power.

Worship styles? Don’t count! Denominational differences? Who cares! Women’s roles, baptism methods, spiritual gifts–you name it! Small groups, Wednesday nights, lectionaries and missionaries, premillennial or amillennial, kitchens and KJVs–don’t give it any energy! Don’t waste your time. Don’t worry about it, don’t fight over it, and don’t divide over it. Why? Because it doesn’t count! The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love. That’s it. Do we trust that, or not?

“There is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death. For what the law was powerless to do in that it was weakened by the sinful nature, God did by sending his own son in the likeness of sinful humans to be a sin offering. And so he condemned sin in sinful humans, in order that the righteous requirement of the law might be fully met in us.” ~ Romans 8:1-4

God in Christ has fulfilled the entirety of the law’s purposes on our behalf. The whole point of the law and the rules has been fulfilled for us by Jesus. That’s the whole point of Jesus! Do we trust that or not?

The perfect Son of God, the one who’s never broken the law, took on your sin, he became your sin for you and took all of it to the cross. And when your sin is condemned in him, you become in God’s eyes like you’ve never sinned. Through his life, death, and resurrection, Jesus has taken care of absolutely everything to set you totally free from sin and death. Now, is your faith in that? Or is it in something else?

We spend so much energy debating worship styles and doctrinal positions and denominational differences, when there’s only one thing that matters. We argue about methods and traditions and structures and rules, when there’s only one thing that’s important. We get worked up over interpretations and translations and obligations, but only one thing counts.

You can only experience God’s freedom when you give all of yourself to the fact that your salvation has already been secured, that there’s nothing left to do, that it’s all been done. When you embrace that in faith, now you’re living in freedom. In Christ alone, you are free from your sins and anything that’s ever happened in your past. You’re free to stop worrying about yourself and your rights and your preferences and your understandings and to start loving and serving other people so that walls can be torn down and wounds can be healed. You’re not anxiously fretting about your standing with God, you’re not looking for proof of who’s in and who’s out. You are free! Free to become what God created you to be, what you always wanted to be, you just didn’t know what it was.

And whatever rules there are, whatever obligations remain, you are free to live above them and beyond them. You don’t worry about the law or the rules because your faith in Christ alone has you loving so much. Our faith expresses itself through love. And that makes the rules and laws irrelevant.

Here’s the best way to illustrate this:

There are laws in the State of Texas, and federal laws, that regulate how parents must treat their children. Child welfare laws. There are state and federally mandated requirements about food and nutrition, about not locking your kids in a closet; there are laws that prohibit physical and verbal abuse, laws regulating how much school my children get and their living conditions.

I have no idea what those laws are.

And you know what? I don’t care! I don’t. Why would I?

My deep, undying, committed, all-in love for my children has me so far beyond the letter of those laws, they don’t matter to me. I’m not under those laws. They don’t concern me. I’ve blown past all that. My love for my kids makes the law irrelevant. I’m free from those laws.

The Gospel truth is that you are saved because Jesus Christ has become for you your righteousness, holiness, and peace. You faith in him, and in that, compels you to love. It moves you so much that the law doesn’t matter. It transforms your heart and your head, it changes your principles and priorities, so the rules no longer matter. The Gospel truth and your faith in Christ alone moves you to defend the weak and stand with the accused and speak up for the oppressed. It motivates you to give and forgive with abandon. It empowers you to let go and live the way God lives, with abundant grace and giving everybody the benefit of the doubt.

That’s the only thing that counts.

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Carrie-Anne and I spent this past weekend up in Tulsa with Elliott and Samuel who turned one-month-old on Friday. We spent a little bit of time visiting with their parents, too. As always, you can click on the pictures to get the full size. You should especially click on that first one. Look at these guys!

Peace,
Allan

The Law Doesn’t Save

“I would like to learn just one thing from you: Did you receive the Spirit by observing the law or by believing what you heard? Does God give you his Spirit and work miracles among you because you observe the law or because you believed what you heard?” ~ Galatians 3:2, 5

I love Whataburger. I could eat at Whataburger twice a day for three weeks and be just fine. My lunch Whataburger is on Andrews Highway here in Midland and they know me when I walk in the door. They know my order. Number One with cheese and everything on it, extra onions. Unless the Pico de Gallo burger is back for a limited time. I ease into my corner booth with that burger and those piping hot fries and spicy ketchup and the latest issue of Texas Monthly or Christianity today and I’m good for like five hours. I love Whataburger. It’s easy and it makes me happy.

But it’s not good for me. It’s killing me. I know it, my doctor knows it, my family knows it. Whataburger is bad for me.

So Carrie-Anne lays down this law: No more Whataburger. Eat at Subway. Get the six-inch Black Forest Ham on wheat. No chips. Get the apple slices. You know, that’s a really good rule. It’s a good law. That commandment is holy and righteous and good. If I eat at Subway, it’ll benefit me greatly. I’ll enjoy a greater peace with my body and the freedom to tuck in my shirts. I should not eat at Whataburger.

But in the middle of the day, when it’s time for lunch, I get in my truck and…

If I go right out of the church parking lot, Subway is just right there. But if I go left and jump on Andrews Highway, Whataburger is just right there.

“I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do, I do not do, but what I hate to do. And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good… For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do–this I keep on doing! When I want to do good, evil is right there with me.  ~ Romans 7:15-21

I can’t keep the law because I’m hungry. And human. That doesn’t mean the law is bad. It means I’m bad. And faulty. And weak. Carrie-Anne’s going to get a notification and she’ll see the receipt even before I can get back to the church building. I know all this, but I do it anyway. The law is not bad, the rules are not bad–it’s just that the rules can’t save me. No matter how good and holy and righteous the law is, the law can never save me.

“What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? Thanks be to God, through Jesus Christ our Lord!” ~ Romans 7:24-25

Christ Jesus is the only way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through him. The grace of God and the love of Jesus is the only way that works. So, there’s only one thing that matters.

“The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.” ~ Galatians 5:6

Peace,

Allan

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