No Comparison

This week I read a couple articles that got me thinking about how we perceive ourselves and others. From the minute we’re born (or even before), we are compared to a standard and ranked according to percentiles in height, weight, and who knows what else. Will he be tall like his dad, or short like mom?

Starting preschool or school brings more comparisons, and not just in terms of achievements and tests. Little kids observe one another to find out what they have in common. Does she like to play with horses or read books? Commonalities serve as a basis for friendship, but they also create segregation. Where there is a lack of connection, a child, adolescent, or adult will often jump to one of two conclusions: there’s something wrong with me, or there’s something wrong with you.

I thought about some of the percentiles I fall into— 2% here, 10% there, 60% in that area. Some of those are good, some not so good. Some I would change if I could. It’s easy to look around and envy those who are different, or to feel like an anomaly because I am in the minority in many categories. But God called me to this life, not to that one. He allowed every gene, every circumstance, every heartache, and every opportunity that made me who I am today. But I don’t get a reprieve from the Great Commission just because I’m an introvert. I also don’t get to overlook people just because they aren’t like me.

Paul wrote in 1 Corinthians, “Only let each person lead the life that the Lord has assigned to him and to which God has called him” (7:17 ESV). “But take care that this right of yours does not somehow become a stumbling block to the weak” (8:9). It is comfortable to hang around with people who are just like us, but it can also be detrimental to the Body of Christ. If we focus on external similarities, we may miss the opportunity to find that we are brothers and sisters at heart. The unity that comes from Christ should far outweigh any unity that comes from biology or experience.

Our culture makes it hard to really know people. We are constantly told that we need to act a certain way, wear the right clothes, and never let anyone see our weaknesses. That gives us the appearance of external uniformity, but prevents the true unity that grows out of humility and authenticity. The church is not immune to this type of hypocrisy. Most people dress up for church (to varying degrees), act differently, and maybe clean up their language around church people. It can be a challenge to let others see behind the façade, or to remember that others may not be what they seem either. I am often reminded that authentic community is started by the example of one person taking a risk. Depth of relationships can’t come about any other way.

Take a risk; I dare you!

“When they measure themselves by one another and compare themselves with one another, they are without understanding” (2 Corinthians 10:12b).

© 2016 Dawn Rutan. 

Betrothed

This week I was listening to Alistair Begg’s messages on marriage, which I expect will provide a good parallel to our pastor’s upcoming sermons from 1 Corinthians 7. As one who anticipates remaining single for life, the marriage vows could create a twinge of regret at never hearing someone pledge to me, “To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part.” But as I thought about it, I realized that God has vowed all that and more to His children, and He’s the only One who can keep His vows perfectly.

“To have and to hold” – “You did not choose Me, but I chose you…” (John 15:16 ESV) “I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of My hand” (John 10:28). He will hold on even when we want to give up.

“For better for worse” – “But as it is, Christ has obtained a ministry that is as much more excellent than the old as the covenant He mediates is better, since it is enacted on better promises” (Hebrews 8:6). He gives us far more than we can ever deserve.

“For richer for poorer” – “For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though He was rich, yet for your sake He became poor, so that you by His poverty might become rich” (2 Corinthians 8:9). Our poverty is the occasion for His riches to be poured out upon us.

“In sickness and in health” – “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits, who forgives all your iniquity, who heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy” (Psalm 103:2-4). In Christ the worst disease, sin, is already cured.

“To love and to cherish” – “In this is love, not that we have loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins” (1 John 4:10). His love for us enables us to love Him and to love others.

“Till death us do part” – “He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away” (Revelation 21:4). Not even death can sever God’s covenant!

As with Noah in Genesis 8 and Abram in Genesis 15, God makes Himself the party responsible for the whole covenant. He knows we will fail many times, but “it depends not on human will or exertion, but on God, who has mercy” (Romans 9:16). He extends love to the unlovely, mercy to the sinner, and grace to the hurting.

No matter how good and enduring a marriage might be, it is only temporary. It will end either in death or at the Second Coming. But God’s covenantal love will never fail and will continue throughout eternity.

Several times in Exodus and Deuteronomy, the Israelites are reminded “God has chosen you to be a people for His treasured possession” and that phrase has stuck with me this past week. No matter what my marital status, I can say “I am His treasured possession” and “I am my Beloved’s and His desire is for me” (Song 7:10). His covenantal promises are far greater than anything I can imagine or can expect from man.

“And I will betroth you to Me forever. I will betroth you to Me in righteousness and in justice, in steadfast love and in mercy. I will betroth you to Me in faithfulness” (Hosea 2:19-20).

© Dawn Rutan 2016

Treasuring God on the Mountain

Thoughts from Family Camp 2016

1) In a quiet moment at the creek, I was watching the water striders floating around. Each one stayed in a particular spot, and if another came within 6-8 inches they would chase it off. There were some interesting fights on the water's surface. Some worked hard to keep from floating downstream, while others rested against rocks. None of them seemed to accomplish anything, but each defended its square foot admirably. 

Unfortunately, the same might be said of some churches. Nothing is ever accomplished, but they've kept their building or their tradition safe from intruders while the stream of life keeps flowing past. There are some things we are to preserve and protect, but buildings and traditions aren't among them. Ephesians 4:3 (ESV) says we are to be "eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace." That's hard to do if we're busy defending our turf rather than the gospel. 

2) One fussy young lad was heard to say "Nothing will make me happy but gum." That might seem silly, but I'm not sure some folks ever grow up. Their desires just get bigger and more expensive— a truck; a house; a spouse; a divorce; better health... "I'd be happy if I just had this one thing."

Josh Chamberlin's devotion on Tuesday talked about "It Is Well With My Soul." I was reminded of a blog idea I'd been kicking around: It may not always be well with my body, my emotions, my work, etc., but ultimately none of that matters if it is well with my soul. And because of Christ, my deepest needs have been met. Everything else is just a passing desire. 

3) Even though this is Family Camp, and many folks do come with multiple generations of family, it is evident that we are all brothers and sisters in God's family. Those of us who come alone are quickly adopted by others. People go out of their way to help those in need. Kids migrate from one family to another (often dependent on who's at the front of the lunch line).

That's the beauty of being part of this larger family, but it doesn't always happen at the local church level where we don't spend extended times together. I can say from experience that it can be hard for someone new to a church to break into the circles of biological families and build meaningful relationships. That's something we need to be constantly mindful of. 

4) In the evening services, Travis Hutcheson shared from Deuteronomy 6. I hadn't thought before about the personal application that we were all once slaves to something, but now we are free in Christ and are heading to the Promised Land. It kind of parallels 1 Corinthians 6:11: "And such were some of you. But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God." 

I often wrestle with how to accept that as true while yet living with the temptations of this life. The Israelites had the same problem. Although they knew God was leading them to a better land, whenever things got tough they started looking back to the "good life" in Egypt. Although physically free, they were still mentally enslaved to a life that was killing them. And today, even though we are spiritually free, we still find ourselves longing for Egypt because we can't fathom the Promised Land that is coming and we don't want to wait for it. And as Chris Hall reminded us, one thing that will help us to persevere is to remember that God chose is to be His treasured possession. 

"Now therefore, if you will indeed obey My voice and keep My covenant, you shall be My treasured possession among all peoples, for all the earth is Mine" (Exodus 19:5).

© 2016 Dawn Rutan.

When Life Is Hard

I ran across this quote a few weeks ago and have continued to think about it:

“‘Don’t apologize for your tears,’ he said. ‘Don’t ever apologize for your tears,’ he repeated with added fervor. ‘They reveal the feminine nature of God, a side that is soft, nurturing, deeply passionate, and caring. We need to see more of that side of God. Thank you for being brave enough to share it with me here today’” (Thrashing About with God, Mandy Steward, 186).

It made me think of the death of Lazarus as recorded in John 11, and that short verse “Jesus wept” (11:35). I’ve always pictured Jesus with a few tears sliding down His cheeks “weeping quietly,” as authors like to say. But looking back at verse 33, I’m not sure it was so sedate. “When Jesus saw [Mary] weeping, and the Jews who had come with her also weeping, He was deeply moved in His spirit and greatly troubled” (ESV). And in verse 38 He was “deeply moved again.” That doesn’t sound like a “dabbing at His eyes” sort of weeping. 

I think sometimes we tend to sanitize Jesus, never imagining that He could really experience the same intensity of emotions that we do. Didn’t His nose run or His face get red at times like this? Perhaps the reason verse 35 is so short is that Jesus was unable to speak through His tears at that moment. 

In his book When the Darkness Will Not Lift, John Piper states:

“One of the reasons God loved David so much was that he cried so much. ‘I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping’ (Ps. 6:6). ‘You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book?’ (Ps. 56:8). Indeed they are! ‘Blessed are those who mourn’ (Matt. 5:4). It is a beautiful thing when a broken man genuinely cries out to God” (35).

We’ve done a disservice to God and to ourselves by creating a false stereotype. “Big girls don’t cry...” “Real men don’t cry...” Really? Was Jesus therefore immature or unmanly? There are events in this life that demand tears, as we have witnessed all too often lately. There are deep emotions and circumstances beyond our control. If Jesus, who was God incarnate, had reason to weep, how much more do we?

“Tears sum up everything gone wrong in this fallen world. Grief, frustration, pain, disappointment, loss, stress, tragedy, disaster, regret, mourning, depression, lament, brokenness, abandonment — all of it can be expressed through the universal language of tears” (Tony Reinke).

As one who struggles with depression, tears are all too familiar to me, but I’m trying to look at them a little differently. Tears were part of Jesus’ experience on earth because they are part of the human experience. It may not always be welcomed, but there is no shame in crying, and it can be a healthy expression of what is going on inside.

“Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep” (Romans 12:15).

© Dawn Rutan 2016

Truth and Error

Last week I stopped by the library to pick up an autobiography that had been referenced in another book I was reading. I didn’t know much about the author, but I recognized her name as having written some Christian articles. However, after reading about 80 pages of her book I’d had enough. Yes, at one time she was a conservative Christian writer, and she probably still considers herself a Christian, but she has adopted some very unorthodox beliefs. The book started out with her discomfort with the patriarchal heritage of culture and of Christianity in particular. Some of her concerns are quite valid, and I’ve experienced similar frustrations with figuring out where women are supposed to fit in church leadership. But her solution was one I cannot accept, as she embraced a rather radical feminism. I won’t even dignify her position by sharing her name here. If I’d read the book reviews on Amazon first I never would have picked up the book.

As it turns out, this experience dovetailed nicely with the discussion in our Sunday school class today from 1 Timothy 4:1-5. Verse 1 (ESV) states: “Now the Spirit expressly says that in later times some will depart from the faith by devoting themselves to deceitful spirits and teachings of demons.” I’m sure this woman didn’t start out by adopting heresy. She started with the good intentions of questioning what she’d been taught and wondering if that was truth. Her first error came in her understanding of Scripture. She stopped reading the Bible as God’s authoritative Word and started reading it as a collection of stories written by men and full of male dominance. She read it through the lenses of her own feelings and discomfort rather than examining her own feelings through the lens of Scripture. She essentially started defining truth for herself rather than letting God’s truth define her. She also started turning to non-Christian and pseudo-Christian sources to explain her own experiences. Her belief system started to adopt beliefs out of Greek mythology, Native American tradition, mysticism, and various other sources. It seems like her “theology” took in anything that made her feel empowered as a woman, regardless of whether it was Biblically correct or not.

This is the kind of “departure from the faith” that the Apostle Paul was warning about in the first century, and it is increasingly prevalent in our culture today. People are looking for whatever “truth” will make them feel better about themselves and will help them identify their place in the world. Even many who call themselves Christian are only in it for the parts they like. Whenever the teaching gets uncomfortable or convicting, they will move on to something else that makes them feel warm and cozy.

Another book I’ve started reading is Good Faith: Being a Christian When Society Thinks You’re Irrelevant andExtreme, by David Kinnamon and Gabe Lyons. They share many statistics on what U.S. adults think about Christianity, evangelism, and other religious activities. It’s clear that few people want to accept that there is any universal truth at all, much less that any one religion can point to Truth. For most people, religion is only valuable in so far as it reinforces their own desires and feelings. That also ties in with today’s sermon from 1 Corinthians 6:12-20. If pleasure is the goal and master of life then we will be slaves of our bodies, and it’s not surprising that our culture is now legalizing whatever feels good. That is the next logical step when there is no ultimate authority who can tell us we’re sinning with our actions or attitudes.

In a recent sermon, Alistair Begg quoted the old saying “God said it, I believe it, that settles it,” but he rightly pointed out the flaw in that statement. It should say “God said it, that settles it, therefore I believe it.” Those of us who do still claim the Bible as authoritative and who call Jesus our Lord and Savior need to be careful to give God preeminence in all things, not just the parts we like. There are some things in Scripture that make me uncomfortable, but I have no right to remove them. There are also some areas that I think have been misinterpreted by various denominational traditions, but it is not my place to tell them they are wrong. They will be held accountable for their beliefs and actions on the Day of Judgment just as I will be. Some who claim to be Christians have wandered so far from the true faith that they will be surprised to hear Jesus say “Depart from Me, I never knew you” (Matthew 7:23).

May we not be among those who make a shipwreck of our faith (1 Timothy 1:19), but train ourselves for godliness (1 Timothy 4:7), that by testing we may know the will of God (Romans 12:2) through the Word of God.

“Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful” (Hebrews 10:23).

© 2016 Dawn Rutan.

Can't Turn Back

Awhile back I read in the book of Ruth where Ruth declared to Naomi: "Do not urge me to leave you or to return from following you. For where you go I will go, and where you lodge I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God my God" (1:16 ESV). Peter made a similar comment when Jesus asked the disciples if they intended to turn back as well, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life, and we have believed, and have come to know, that You are the Holy One of God" (John 6:68-69). 

Perhaps other people aren't as heretical as I am, but every now and then I wonder—what if all this Christianity stuff is a myth and the Bible really isn't true? To be clear, I believe that there is good evidence for the Bible, and by faith I accept it as my guidance for life, but sometimes what it comes down to is this—where else could I go? I see no other options that will give me hope during hard times; that can give my life purpose and a reason to get out of bed in the morning; that can tell me this life is about more than just enduring to the end. 

If this life is all there is then there's every reason to exploit people, to grab whatever you can, and to eat, drink and be merry. There is no reason to care about other people or to adhere to any kind of morality. And there are plenty of reasons to give up all hope. 

But if Christianity is true... The One who created me also has redeemed me. My life is in His hands. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am saved from the penalty and power of sin. I am secure in the love of God, and no one can take me out of His hand. I am being conformed to His image. I am called to share His works and His truth. I am uniquely gifted to serve Him. I have reasons to live in faith, hope, and love. 

I wrote most of this post a couple months ago, but today read a quote that summarizes my thoughts: "What if I want to believe simply because I believe. It all sounds so foolish, so childlike, but I don’t have anything else to cling to" (Mandy Steward, Thrashing About with God, 190).

"And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight..."

© Dawn Rutan 2016

Finding God

Mandy Steward writes in Thrashing About with God about how she heard from God in her own conversation with her daughter:

“I will send you love letters under the door that tell you how much I love you... I felt God saying to me, 'This is what I do for you.' ... Little love notes that sometimes I can’t be sure were from God or me doing something kind for myself. But does it matter? If I’m able to feel love now when the unloved moments hit, I don’t care if I’m confused about its source. God is love, so wherever love flocks to, He must be a part of it" (82-83).

As I finished reading the chapter in tears and set the book down, I realized that the song coming through my earbuds was Selah singing "O the Deep, Deep Love of Jesus." 

God often slips in incognito. Sometimes I see Him and sometimes I don't. Sometimes I'm more desperate to see Him, though I'm not sure that is the determining factor in whether He appears or not. But maybe it makes me slightly more attuned to His presence. After all, why would I see Him if I'm not looking? And this visit came at a time when I was desperate for God. 

I've been working through Ephesians one verse at a time, and I recently read 1:18 (ESV) "having the eyes of your heart enlightened, that you may know what is the hope to which He has called you, what are the riches of His glorious inheritance in the saints." This has been part of my prayer lately. 

There have been many distractions from the world, the flesh, and the devil. Inconsequential things and even good things have kept me from seeing God, what He is doing, and the hope to which He has called me. I want to be so enamored with Him and so attentive to His presence that I see nothing else. I want Him to burn away all the chaff, and put all other things in their proper place of subordination.

I don't want to realize one day that I've stopped looking for Him because I've gotten too busy, too distracted, or too tangled up in sin. I want Him to keep the eyes of my heart open to see Him and receive His love notes every day. 

"O the deep, deep love of Jesus,

Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free,

Rolling as a mighty ocean

In its fullness over me. 

Underneath me, all around me,

Is the current of Thy grace;

Leading onward, leading homeward

'Til I see Thy glorious face."

(Public domain, altered.)

© Dawn Rutan 2016