I know that voice

•May 10, 2011 • Leave a Comment

When our son was younger, he had an illness that necessitated regular trips to the doctors.  We got to the embarrassing point that when I would ring up for an appointment, the receptionist would know it was me before we got to the ‘What’s your name’ stage.  She knew it was me, she recognised my voice!

Jesus speaks of a similar situation with God.

The sheep follow the shepherd, because they know his voice, they recognise him, they know he will take them to a place of safety, where they will be cared for; that he will be with them every step of the journey; that he will lead them and never abandon them.

I suppose one of the most difficult questions for Christians is how do we recognise the voice of God from amongst all the other people or things out there?

One way is to make sure that we are able to recognise his voice from among the others clamouring for our attention.  To spend time listening to him, so we can recognise his voice – it is familiar to us.

Another way is to see where it’s leading.  God’s ways lead to life and safety.  The ‘robber’ does just that – robs us and leads to destruction.

Shepherd or thief – which way do you want to go?

Lord

help me to follow you through the gate,

not sneak over the wall

with the one who would rob.

May I learn to know your voice,

that I may turn from the others

and follow you.

What are you talking about?

•May 4, 2011 • Leave a Comment

There we were, walking along, minding our own business, discussing all the amazing things that had happened over the last few weeks.  It was so hard to take it all in, to sort it all out in our minds.

As we were going along, a man appeared and started talking with us.  Don’t know who he was, but he seemed friendly enough, and joined us.

I don’t know where he can have been though, he didn’t seem to know anything about all that had happened.  Everyone had heard about what had happened with Jesus, he was the talk of the town.

Of course he wanted to know what these things were, seemed to want to catch up on the gossip he’d missed – well you would wouldn’t you.  You’d want to know all the little details, what people were saying, what it all meant.

So we told him what we knew.  That Jesus was a prophet, how he told us things of God, how powerful he was. Then we also had to tell him how the Chief Priests and rulers had got antsy and got him crucified – killed to stop him causing any more trouble.

We had to be honest with our fellow traveller too, and said that we had hoped that he was THE ONE.  The One who was going to save us and free us, and now we had no idea what was going on.  Of course it had all been confused even more, by the women coming back from the tomb this morning and saying they couldn’t find the body – but more than that, they’d seen some angels who assured them he was alive – what was that all about?

Then something really strange happened.  This man who was travelling with us suddenly turned round to us and said, “How foolish you are.  How slow to believe.  This is what was needed, for the Messiah to suffer and enter glory”

Well, I ask you!  One minute he knows nothing about what’s happened, and the next he’s lecturing us about what it all means!  He certainly knew his Scriptures.  He took us all the way through, explaining what was said about the Messiah through them.

By now we were nearly at Emmaus, the village we were going to.  He was going further, but we invited him to come and stay with us, as it was nearly dark. So he came with us, and we got a meal.

He said the blessing and he picked up the bread.

OH MY!!!!!

It was Jesus!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He was the person that had been walking with us all along.  We hadn’t recognised him.  What fools we felt.  We had been too caught up in ourselves we hadn’t recognised him – but he was there.  He had explained to us once again what it was all about.

Jesus is Risen – now we know for ourselves.

Thank you Lord

that you walk with us

in our questioning,

in our confusion,

in the times when we don’t recognise you.

Thank you.

No favourites here

•May 3, 2011 • Leave a Comment

I’m not one of those people who finds it very easy to say what my favourite of anything is.  For me it depends very much on mood or occasion.  It’s well-known that I enjoy eating cake – but my favourite??  Well, that depends.  I have a particular like for vanilla slices, but I also like cream cakes, and lemon cake, and a nice cream tea, and…

We live in a competitive world. In the current job market, people are having to do what they can to persuade potential employers that they should be their favourite.  I even see that the latest BBC Saturday night talent spot So you Think You Can Dance, says that you’re voting for your favourite dancer – not the best.  So people can’t even rely on skill now, but the whim of the public.

Thank goodness then, that God doesn’t have favourites.  God treats us all the same.  One criteria is used across the board.  God doesn’t judge us by a panel, phone votes, or knowing the right people in the right places.  He can’t be canvassed, won over by cute smiles, sob stories, or how many friends we have who can spend the money on ringing in.  God judges each and every one of us only by how we live and how we love – no more, no less.

Why does he do that?  Because the costly sacrifice that Jesus made on the cross was made for each and every person in the world.  No one more than any others, no one any less – it was for every one of us equally.

That is the only place where our hope lies – nothing else will hold any sway.  When we stand before God, we are equal with royalty, celebrities, the most popular people, and those who no one has much time for.

Wow!

So how do we respond to that?

“Honour God while you live on earth”

Not from fear, not to try to win God over  – Jesus has already done all that for us, but because how else do we respond to God who has done so much for us.  How else do we respond to God’s love and acceptance of us – even us – me and you?

The life of humanity was going nowhere, and God has rescued it.  In that we find faith and hope.

Thank you Lord

that you receive me.

That before you

I don’t have to fight for a place,

jostle for position,

or try to persuade you to love me.

Thank you

that you have no favourites.

Help me to honour you

that my life may reflect your gifts to me.