Minding your own business

•October 19, 2010 • 1 Comment

 

Steve Coogan’s Knowing Me Knowing You with Alan Partridge was a parody of a chat show.  But the whole twist of the show was that Alan Partridge was always far more interested in himself than in the guests he was meant to be interviewing.

 

But perhaps that’s actually no bad thing.  If we paid more attention sometimes to ourselves than what others are doing,  we might see things differently.

 

Jesus tells the story about two men.  They’d both turned up at church and were praying.

 

The first one tells God how grateful he is that he isn’t like “them others” – greedy, dishonest or an adulterer.  He thanks God that he does the right things – not like that man over there.

The man to whom he is referring is stood at a distance, hanging his head, asking God to take pity on him for all the things he has got wrong.

 

Jesus points out that it is the second man, not the first that has made things right with God.

The first man was busy measuring himself by everyone else’s standards, judging them along the way by what he thought he knew about them, and a bad understanding of what God wanted.

The second man judged himself only by God’s standards and knew he didn’t measure up.  But because of that he was able to confess and receive God’s forgiveness.

The first man was never going to receive forgiveness, because he couldn’t acknowledge that he needed it.  He was so busy living his life judging everyone else, without thinking of what he might be doing.

 

It is not our job to judge others, but we should care think about our own lives.  Not to think how fabulous we are, but to consider the reality of our lives before God.  It’s not about beating ourselves up about how bad we are, but coming to God prayerfully to allow him to touch the parts of our lives that are not right, that we might receive fullness to live.

 

So let’s not watch what others are doing, lets mind our own business.

Running for home

•October 19, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Watching the recent Commonwealth Games showed a lot about racing and taking part.

 

To race for your country is clearly an honour.  Some of the races were very closely fought.  In some others there were obvious winners, and in some races people who came in a fair distance after everyone else – but all of them were running their race, and running the best they could.  It appears that many of the competitors would have had every excuse not to take part, or not try their best – but they still got up there and got on with it – I’m not sure I would.

Paul likens his life to a race.  He is content that he has done his best.  But the prize in the race of life is not a gold medal, or the honour of being a champion, or holding a world record.  What God gives to those who finish the race with him is being put right with him.

For however hard we train, whatever course we take, there will always be things that we get wrong.  When I know I’ve got something wrong I feel awful, but God gives us the chance to make it right.  He alone can put things right – that is what he will do for us.

 

I felt so sorry for those who lagged a long way behind in races.  To see everyone else well ahead and know that your best is not as good as theirs, must be dis-heartening.  But that is not Gods way.  As Paul recalls being deserted and all alone, he asserts also that God stayed with him and gave him strength.  It is in that power that he finished his race, and in that same power and strength we can run ours.

When we feel that we are ploughing a lonely furrow, when our fight seems solitary, when we feel we are lost – God is there with us.  He goes as slow as we need to, or as fast as we are able.

He accompanies us on our journey home.  Back to safety.  Finishing in a place where all those wrong turns, bad decisions and horrific experiences no longer count.  God rescues us and takes us to his kingdom – but he is also with us on the journey.  Because the story of God is not just about life ever after, it is about life here and now.

So lets take part in the race, push for home, but know who runs with us.

 

Scarred for life

•October 14, 2010 • 1 Comment

My skin is rubbish at healing.  I have all kinds of scars from stupid mishaps, and operation scars that look horrible because they just haven’t healed well.  But those scars and what they represent, are part of what make me who I am.

Scars are a sign that something has happened to our bodies. A scar is defined as a mark left, or a lasting after effect.  We are different from how we were before.  Scars are not just physical, they can be emotional too, and can effect us in all kinds of ways.

There are many on the internet offering scar removal – but that may just remove the visible mark, it doesn’t effect the fact that something has happened in our lives.

In Genesis, Jacob is involved in a fight, a struggle, a wrestling match.   Jacobs has been a troubled life.  Now he is on his way to be reunited with his brother Esau.

He is spending the night alone. During that night a man appears and wrestles with him.  This struggle lasts until almost daybreak.

Jacob is scarred in this encounter, but also changed and blessed.  His name is changed, he is given a new start.  He has wrestled with God and he is no longer the man he was before.  And the final act before the man leaves – to bless the newly named Israel – what Jacob had asked for.

“Stuff” happens in life.  Life as a Christian does not get rid of all the bad things that happen.  We are not immune to tragedy and hardship.  God does not lift us from the life that everyone has to live.  That would not be fair – and I don’t think it would be good for us.  I don’t think it does anyone any good to have their life made easy for them.  Great enjoy the smooth bits, but don’t expect it all the time.   There are things we have to grapple with. There will be tragedy and pain that happen to us.  We all carry scars of some kind.

 

I suppose the difference is what we do with those scars.  Do we pick at them, so they never get a chance to even begin to heal?  Are we aware of our own scars, and those of others, and be gentle where it’s tender?  Do we learn to live with them, and allow them to change us and the way we behave?  Are we willing to let God touch us and leave his mark?

There will be times when we will need to wrestle with God.  Times to ask questions, work out who he is, what he means to us.

There may be circumstances in life we have to wrestle with.  There may be scars we are left with that challenge us – but as God touches our lives, so he blesses us.

Scars are horrible, but when they begin to heal they can change us.  They are not to beat us down or destroy us, but they help to shape us and equip us for our calling in life.  Scars make us more sensitive.  Being touched by God can change our lives.   Wrestling with him brings his blessing.

Do we wrestle with God?  Are we willing to let him touch us and change us?  Will we let him bless us?  Can our scars help make us someone new?

 

I’ve been musing about what I was trying to say about this passage all week, and then today, Day 14, in The Methodist Prayer Handbook 2010/2011, Martyn Atkins shares this prayer, which seems to sum it up:

God does not always lead by the shortest route,

because some things are best learned on long journeys.

God sometimes leads us into the wilderness,

as well as by still waters,

because some destinations are reached with scars as well as smiles.

God urges us to travel light,

but also to take things of our precious past with us,

because some things remind us

where we’ve come from

and bring hope of a future.

God guides in different ways,

sometimes half-hidden, as in a grey cloud,

sometimes blazingly clear

because God’s people are called to travel

as God guides them,

and there is never a time

when God’s guidance fails or ceases.

As Jesus said, “I am with you always.”  Amen

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