Monday, November 7, 2011
Good on Purpose, in Prayer and Circumstances
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Being Taught By the Rabbi
Saturday, November 5, 2011
A Whining I Will Go
Friday, November 4, 2011
Approaching, Cleansing, and Purifying: Spiritual KP?
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Stuck On The Cross
The second thing that strikes me is the ending. "And the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself up for me." Literally, the ending should read, "but what I now live in flesh, in faith I live of the Son of God the One having loved me and having given Himself up for me." I'm not living in faith, I'm living out the faith of the Son of God; the faith I live out belongs to Him, not me. I'm living on borrowed faith. But before I get all worked up on that, I can't help but notice that no English version translates it of, they are all in, in every case. I'm no Bible translator, so I have to simply wonder why they do that rather than make a big theological deal about the construction. But I will say that it dove-tails nicely with Ephesians 2:8-10 which can be understood to mean the faith is the gift of God. I'm just saying...
Whether it is in or of Chambers focuses on the "having given Himself up for me" part and says I am to use that as a pattern. I am to voluntarily give myself up to my Master and be crucified with Him. The part of me that is in rebellion against my Master and enslaved to my flesh needs to die in crucifixion. Okay. Although I have to confess that my Master seems to be feeding me to a sacrificial pyre one piece at a time. I just can't seem to get the whole carcass to the cross at the same time. So, He has been slicing off pieces and throwing them to pile of burning sacrifices to Himself. I'm not sure why such a pile of junk is pleasing to Him, but I suspect it is that the pile is made up of junk He has been trying to get rid of for a long time. Like a huge bonfire after a failed garage sale, at least it's all gone. The point with me is that He seems to be getting rid my rebellious connections to my flesh only as He reveals yet another to me. It has been a process, not a "jumping off" event, all or nothing.
The point for Chambers is the identification with the death of Jesus. I am to take on the identification with that death. The reason for my behavior and priorities in this world I live in is that I have been crucified with Christ, at least that is what is supposed to happen. I would like to say that I have been crucified with Christ and that I no longer live, but I would say that I'm not quite there yet. I think my Master has more "shaving" of my sinful nature left to do. Before He was nailed to the cross, Jesus was scourged. In a way I am being scourged with Christ. The cross is coming, I know that. I hope it happens before I'm sixty and limited in what I can do for my Master. That would be a lot of wasted life if I had to wait until then.
I have been crucified together with Christ and I no longer live but Christ lives in me; but what I now live in flesh, in faith I live of the Son of God the One having loved me and having given Himself up for me. I don't think it will take me 14 stations.
Oswald Chambers - Readings - My Utmost for His Highest - October 3
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Is Obedience the Key to Usefulness to my Master?
In John 14, the “pep-talk” Jesus gives His disciples is full of rather peculiar elements. Chambers says that Jesus never insists upon obedience, and yet Jesus says to His disciples in the same discourse referenced by Chambers that, “a new commandment I give you, that you love one another, even as I have loved you, that you also love one another.” Is a commandment not insistence?
I suppose such a command is not insistence like Chambers is referring to. He basically means that Jesus doesn’t force obedience, but allows choice regarding obedience. It does seem rather strange that in this I have choice, in salvation not so much (am I the elect?). Here again, I see his point, but I also believe he goes a bit far with it. He says that my Master does not give me rules, and yet He gives me a new commandment. True it’s not a rule in the traditional sense, but it has a few similarities.
What I can’t do is limit my Master to what He will accomplish, even through me. I have seen far too often in retrospect, that my Master will accomplish something through me almost regardless of me. I think He does this because it demonstrates how little I am needed for His work. I’m invited, but not indispensable. That’s comforting, because of the sheer number of mistakes I make, I’d hate the stress of believing someone else’s eternity depended upon me. So, I don’t posit my Master’s ability to reach through me on me. What I posit on my obedience is the degree to which I participate and the degree to which I am aware of His work.
When my fear stops me from engaging obediently in my community, then I cut myself off from the blessings of seeing my Master work. He still works, and will even use me from time to time, I just don’t see it except in retrospect. I miss the blessings of joy and excitement to see my Master accomplish the miracle of redemption in the lives of people around me. That’s a big blessing to give up just because I don’t know what might happen.
I hope to have a teacher meeting this afternoon, and perhaps that will provide an opportunity to engage obediently with my community in a real manner. But there may be others. I had a remote control helicopter crash two back yards away, which gave me the opportunity to meet some neighbors I don’t normally see. I guess I just never know where the opportunities may come from. Perhaps I need to fly the silly helicopter more and meet more people that way? I’m sure there are better ways, like… wow, such a lack of creativity. I am so dependent upon my Master, even for creative ways to meet the neighbors. Maybe I need more coffee this morning.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Crash, Burn, Replace…Repeat
In some ways, this blog and these entries, are intended to bring about what Chambers writes/speaks of in this entry. In some ways my hope has been to use this blog for accountability. To that end, I have invited the world into the interior of my life, with all the weaknesses and failures found there. At the same time, I hope this opens me up more to my Master’s work in me.
So, last night I ignored my limits I call middle-circle boundaries, and flirted with my addiction. The actions and thoughts were both preceded and followed by a rather nice time with my Master. Clearly the preceding one didn’t have the effect I would expect, so clearly there was something wrong there. I was tired and everything, so why go into a sort of behavior that would keep me awake? This is the sort of thing that makes any sort of behavior like this crazy. It is totally devoid of reality living or thinking.
I think there was a point in the time with my Master as I was drifting off to sleep where I mentioned fighting my threatening depression by doing what I don’t want (like going to a 12-step meeting tonight), and not doing what I do want (like giving into my addictive thoughts and behaviors). I think that in the process I blamed my depression, and that was the go-ahead; it wasn’t my fault, I can’t help it, and so it is okay.
It is my fault, I can decide not to, and it’s not okay. Let me just say that, because I can easily blame my struggle on depression. I believe I have a weakness, in that my brain has a propensity to over stimulate AO activity (the chemical imbalance that brings on depression). The anti-depressant is an AO inhibitor, and these usually are used for a time, but sometimes, a long time. But this can’t be my excuse. My depression is not so debilitating that I can’t function or think. I can fight it, but it is a fight I’m not used to winning, and that is probably my biggest hurdle.
Fighting depression is done through doing what I do not “feel” like doing. Fighting the lethargy that comes through depression is one important way to fight depression. The fight is not hard in any other sense than that it wears me out. Rejuvenation comes from my Master and His Spirit, so that should not be a problem, but it is. Perhaps at some point I will be so immersed in Him that it won’t be, but I’m not there yet.
That is one thing I do to fight my depression, but there are others. One symptom is anger, another is an abundance of emotion, another is a tendency toward resentment. So there are are several things I need to do to fight against this problem, but none of them are that complex or particularly difficult. What makes these symptoms difficult to fight is that another symptom is a lack of energy, and that not only makes it hard to fight the depression but works to perpetuate it.
This is why an antidepressant is very helpful. I’m not at a point where I can do all that. It overwhelms me and I collapse under it. I hope at some point I will be able to fight it, but I have no power to do so now. My only hope is to admit my weakness, and reach outside myself for help. The piece that helped me begin my months of success was admitting I could not do this, that I have this weakness, and that I need something to help. It was dramatically helpful. But it is not a permanent solution.
Since depression is not “reality” thinking but distorted thinking, the element that Chambers talks about today, letting the world and my Master into my life, is really important. The presence of others forces reality back into my mental matrix. The distortion requires a single perspective or view of my life. So a 12-step program is a great option for fighting this depression. My hope is that such a program will provide the spiritual discipline I need to eventually live without antidepressants. I suspect there will need to be other things as well, but the 12-steps are designed to realign my mind with my Master’s; repentance.
In the past, practicing the steps always brought on the problems I was trying to fight against in my depression. It brought on the emotional and spiritual crisis I was keeping at bay through my addictive “management”. I think I am better able to face that crisis and work through it, but with the help of an antidepressant. What I hope happens is that, on the other side of the crisis, I find the practice of getting through it equips me to do the same thing without the antidepressant. It may take a couple of times of “practice” to get to the point where I can get through the crisis without the chemical help, but I hope that is where I get to.
The reason this solution appeals to me so much is that it will not be a solution that is from me or my ability. No other solution so focuses on what my Master can do in me than the 12-steps. They don’t work when it becomes about what I can do, or a “formula” I can process. They work when, in sequence, I submit all my garbage to my Master and let Him replace it with Himself. I jettison my expectation of self-management, I focus on my Master, I take the walk of shame as I inventory my failures, I lay those out as a display for the world and my Master, I strive to let them go and surrender them to my Master, I invite those I have hurt into the process, and then I continue the process of examination and confession. It is not a process of my achievement of anything but reduction before my Master. The success of this process stems entirely from the fact that my Master lives, He works in me, and He remakes me into His image as I disassemble my props and facades.
So here I go into another day, but I suspect the ending will be different. I have invited in the world so that my distorted thinking will collapse, and reality will return. Be sure to point out the distortions as you pass through, but please don’t touch them. Pointing them out helps to make them disappear, there’s no need to carry them out with you. These are mine, I’m sure you have plenty of your own. Distortions are not something I should share well with others. There’s a dose of reality as you leave, help yourself to plenty of that; no trick, sometimes a treat.