I Don't Know What I'm Doing!

I am the kind of person that doesn’t just dive into things.  Before I start, I want to do research.  I want to learn all I can learn.  I love the internet because now you can research anything, anytime of the day.  I do this so I can make sure I do it right!

For example, we bought this home here in Tallahassee, and, of course, it needs some work.  So I just put in a new kitchen sink.  Of course it’s never just a sink, it’s also faucets and water pipes and drain pipes and, you know, I don’t really have a passion for any of it. 

But anyway, I bought this new strainer that connects the sink to the drain pipe.  I did everything they said.  I did everything I found on the fix-it-yourself website.  Everything seemed simple enough and logical enough.  But I’d never done it before. 

I had no experience.

I needed someone who had done this a few times to be there to help me. 

My daughter and I were talking last night about a certain family we know.  They are all in the construction business…this generation, the last generation, and the generation before that.  They all live in the same location and are in the same business.  The experience of one generation is passed on to the next generation.  They have been successful, and it’s no wonder.  One generation builds upon the experience of the previous.

I had a conversation recently with someone about education.  They asked me what I considered the best form of education.  I said I thought the old fashioned apprentice system was the best.  There is really no substitute for an older person with experience taking a younger person under their wing and teaching them, day in and day out.

I had an old boss that was fond of saying, “Experience is the teacher of fools.”  What he meant was, “Don’t learn something by your own mistakes, if you can learn from someone else’s experience.”

Like I said, I am a researcher.  I am a reader.  I am also a question-asker.  I have an inquisitive mind, and I don’t mind going to people for information. 

But I have found that you can pack all the knowledge you want into your brain, and it still doesn’t take the place of experience.  And there are only two ways to have the advantages of experience.  Either learn from your own experiences, your own school of hard knocks.  Or you can learn by spending time with someone else that has more experience – and that is the best way.

So where do you want to go in the next few months and years of your life?  My advice is to find someone who has already been there, then ask them to “apprentice” you for a while.  There is simply no replacement for experience.

Take my sink, for example.  An experienced sink-putter-inner would have noticed immediately what I didn’t….that the strainer I bought was faulty.  All of my research and all of my knowledge didn’t prepare me for something like that.  And just think, I could have avoided that “look” from my wife, if I would have only had the help of someone with experience.

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM)

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Pray For Your Children's Future Spouse

“Pray for your children’s future spouse.” 

That’s what her e-mail said.  Her long e-mail, about the trials of a grandmother who was being rejected by her son and his wife. 

This lady was a friend of mine, and I knew her son.  I watched him grow up.  Everything seemed normal enough.  He got married, and then, for some reason, they didn’t want to have anything to do with his family.  Still don’t, and no one seems to know why. 

She said, “You know, I had never really thought much about the importance of who your children marry.  I just assumed they would get married and I would have little grandchildren around to spoil.  But now I never see my son’s children.  I wish I would have done this when they were growing up, but now I’m telling you…pray for your children’s future spouse.”

I told her that I have been, even since my kids were born.  For me it goes back to a song by Wayne Watson, where he was praying for his son’s future bride.  The lyrics go something like this:

“And I don’t even know her name, but I’m praying for her just the same.”

And then the end of the chorus says, “ ‘Cause somewhere in the course of this life, my little boy’s gonna need a godly wife.  So hold onto Jesus, baby, where ever you are.”

This weekend I read “Brave New World” by Aldous Huxley.  It describes a future civilization where children are brainwashed into thinking unfaithfulness is normal.  They are never taught about a faithful marriage partnership.  Then one day an outsider enters their futuristic world, and they call him a savage.  Well, the savage believes that one man and one woman should be married, and “until death do they part.”  He falls in love with one of the futuristic women, and then is shattered when he discovers her unfaithfulness. 

But how could it have been any different?  They were raised in two different worlds. 

Now think about your children, and the importance of who they marry.  This decision is more important than their education or their career.  What are you doing to prepare them for this decision? 

I had a women tell me one time about her younger, dating years.  She said that one young man asked her out, but then asked her a strange question.  He asked if her parents were divorced.  He said that he didn’t even want to begin dating anyone whose parents were divorced because he didn’t want to marry someone who thought that divorce might be an option.

What kind of family will your children marry into?  It will affect your grandchildren and great-grandchildren for generations to come. 

One thing is for certain.  We can take the advice of my friend who offered this personal admonition:

“Pray for your children’s future spouse.”

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM)

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Decay Underneath the Filling

It was a shot of pain my mouth.

I was eating frozen strawberries and, wow, you might as well have hit me with a hammer.

That had never happened before.  I’ve heard of people whose teeth were sensitive, but this was crazy.  It was like a brain-freeze with a side of punch-in-the-mouth.

Then it was gone.  But over the next couple of days it got worse.  By Wednesday night I couldn’t even drink lukewarm water without a shot of pain.  So Thursday morning there I stood at the dentist’s counter, trying to look pathetic so they would squeeze me in.

Finally I was in the chair of doom.  “Ah,” he said, looking at fresh X-rays, “There is decay underneath the filling.  What do you want us to do?”

“What do I want you to do?  Well, I’m in pain, so FIX IT!”

Of course you know they can’t really “fix it.”  There’s no fixing decay, there’s only getting rid of it.

So he fired up his tools, ground off my tooth, ground out the filling, and drilled off every bit of decay.  The decay was gone, but so was my tooth!

See, there’s no fixing it.  It has to be made new.  And soon I will be wearing a shiny new crown.

Now let’s go back to what the dentist said.  “Ah,” he said, “there is decay underneath the filling.”

I think that is a great description of what happens in our lives.  We grow up and behave like responsible adults.  We get our act together and become (at least reasonably) socially acceptable.  We work and have a nice home and everything looks good.

“Looks” good. 

About like my tooth.  My tooth looked fine.  What I didn’t know is that down under a perfectly good looking filling, was decay. 

And this is what happens in our lives.  The outside looks good, but inside there is decay.  Usually we don’t do anything about it.  We don’t even realize it’s there, until one of two things happens.

First, you can wait like I did, wait until the decay finally causes you pain.  If you allow decay in your life, even if no one sees it, eventually it will rot your soul to the point of excruciating pain.  Trust me, waiting until it hurts is not the best way.

The best way is to have an X-ray find the decay before it causes pain. 

The decay I’m talking about is moral decay.  If you allow moral decay in your life, it’s going to hurt.

So what is the X-ray for moral decay?  How can we see deep down inside ourselves?

Start with this self exam found in Psalm 4:4.  When you are on your bed, search your heart and be silent.

God has created each one of us with a conscience.  That little voice is easily drowned out in the hustle and bustle of the day.  But at night, when all is dark and quiet, listen to that little voice.  It will point out any moral decay.

As a side note, let me say this.  Please don’t go to sleep with the television on.  I think that is a bad habit, and it drowns out that still small voice even to the very last second of your waking day. 

“Maybe I want to drown it out,” you say.  Fine, but the decay will keep decaying to the point of pain.  Is that what you want?

In addition to your self exam for moral decay, pray this little prayer found in Psalm 139:23 – “Search me, O God, and know my heart...”

This is like going to the dentist for an X-ray.  When you open up your soul to be tested by God, He will show you any moral decay.

Now here’s the thing.  He shows you, you realize it’s true, you see the moral decay, but then what?  How can it be fixed? 

You know, I definitely didn’t want to go the dentist.  I don’t like the dentist.  I don’t like giving him money.  I don’t like anything about it…except I do want good teeth.  So all I could do was tell the dentist, “Fix it!” then surrender to his expertise.

The same when God shows you any moral decay in your life.  All you can do is say, “Please fix it,” then surrender His expertise. 

My dental assistant told me I would get a “permanent crown.”  I said, “Permanent?”  She said, “Well, as long as you do what you’re supposed to.”

It’s the same with God.  He will point out our moral decay, and He will fix it.  But we can’t sit back and do nothing.  We need to follow His instructions, and do what we are supposed to do.

So don’t wait for the pain to kick in.  Open yourself up to God, and let Him show you any areas of moral decay.  And when He does, make the decision now, “I will do whatever He tells me to do.”

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM)

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*Prickly*

My daughter told me this story.  She said she was in heavy traffic, stuck behind a great big pickup truck, “…from Georgia…” she said, like it meant something. 

She said the traffic was bumper to bumper and barely moving, and the pickup kept swerving back and forth, and the driver appeared to be angrily trying to see “what in the world is going on up there?!”

Ah, yes.  There’s nothing like city traffic to bring out the best in all of us.  And pretty soon we’re even categorizing people by the state they’re from.

Think about it.  Why did she say what state they were from?  And it really didn’t matter if it was a pickup from Georgia or a Jaguar from New York. 

Now let’s practice thinking deeply about why we do what we do.

First of all, if she had been in a smooth flow of traffic, she wouldn’t have cared.  But because she was in this tense traffic situation herself, she was probably a little on edge, a little *prickly* to begin with. 

And as soon as we get even the least bit *prickly* - we start looking for someone to blame or criticize. 

Now stay with me.  Can you see the connection?  This is at the core of why we do what we do.  It sets off a chain reaction, and it all starts with *prickly.*

It’s a funny word, I know, but let’s keep going.

She’s in heavy traffic, and starts to feel *prickly* because of it.  Then the - now this is my word, not hers - then the “idiot” in front of her starts swerving. 

Now think - this guy had absolutely nothing to do with the heavy traffic, which was the cause of her *prickliness.*  But now he has caught her attention.  He will now become her target. 

She is *prickly,* and this condition leads you to find someone to *prickle.*  And it’s usually the first person that grabs your attention that is different from you!

Here is another scenario:  You come to work, and something has made you *prickly.*  Now it is human nature, in this condition you must find someone to *prickle.*  And it’s probably going to be the first person that grabs your attention that is different from you.  Let’s say you are a woman, and there is this other woman at work that dresses in a way that, “Why on earth does she dress like that?!  Good heavens, she looks like a fruit basket!”

Now come on, you know it happens.  And you may never mention it, and probably don’t even really care what she wears.  But today you’re feeling *prickly* and so out it comes….boom…you say something snotty.  She says something snotty back, and now you’ve started a cat fight.

How did you end up there? 

In the Bible, James 1:19 says, “Take note of this:  Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.” 

I think one key to avoiding angry situations like this is to listen, to listen for the little scratchings in our soul that indicate the presence of little *prickles.*  As soon you notice, say a little prayer.  Surrender your irritation to God and ask for peace in its place. 

Just think how much better the world will be as we all become a little less *prickly.*

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM.)

dougapple@wave94.com

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I Am Watching You

I am watching you.  I notice how you take care of your home.  I see how you treat people there.  I even saw you that day you had a little talk with the garbage man.

I am your neighbor, and I am watching you.

I am watching you, but you don’t know me.  I visited your church a couple times, and your face stood out to me, so now I recognize you.  At the church I saw you worshipping God.  Now how will you behave when you come here?  I wonder. 

I am a nameless store worker, and I am watching you.

I am watching you, though I mostly just hear things through the family grape vine.  And let me tell you, I am listening closely.  No, I don’t believe everything I hear, but I am paying attention.  Will you turn out to be the kind of person you say you are?

I am a distant family member, and I am watching you.

I am watching you, and I’m sure you know it.  I see you on your best days and your worst days.  I see you when you feel good and when you don’t.  And let me tell you one particular thing.  I always pay special attention to how you handle certain dreaded phone calls.  We all get those calls, but when you get them, you probably don’t realize it, but I am always tuned in to what you say and how you treat them.

I am your coworker, and I am watching you.

I am watching you, and you have no idea, because I don’t even live near you, but I used to.  You might say I’m following you from afar.  You know what I’m checking on?  Your career moves.  How do you make your decisions?  Why do you do what you do?  I am very curious, because we are the same age and I am making similar decisions.  I am looking for someone to sort of follow, to pattern myself after.  You are helping to set a pace for me.

I am your former classmate, and I am watching you.

I am watching you, and I’ve seen you change over time, though I don’t think you’ve even noticed.  You probably aren’t really keeping track, and I’m sure you don’t think I am, but you’re wrong.  I never talk about it, but I am tracking you and the changes I’ve seen in your life over time.  Someday I might talk to you about it, but right now I’m just curiously watching the direction your life is taking.

I am your close friend, and I am watching you.

I am watching you, and I’ve seen you come a long way.  There have been a lot of childish mistakes and you’ve matured up to a certain level.  But here you are, and I wonder what you are going to do now with your life.  I am older, and you probably don’t think your decisions affect me, but they do.  Though I am your elder, I must say when I see you take a stand and do the right thing, it inspires me to do the same.  Don’t doubt it for a second, what you decide to do has a big impact on me.

I helped raise you, and I am watching you.

I am watching you, even though I was only part of your life for a few months.  I tried to instill knowledge and yes, even some values during our time together.  To be honest, you missed a lot of what I tried to send your way.  But I know that over time these lessons have a funny way of coming back.  What kind of person will you become?  Will all my hard work pay off?

I was your teacher, and I am watching you.

First Timothy 4:12 says, “…set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity.”

We must set a good example in every way, because whether we realize it or not, people are watching.

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM)

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You Cannot Break the Law of God

“You cannot break the law of God; you can only break yourself upon it.”

I love that quote, which I just read this week in a book by D. James Kennedy called, “Why the Ten Commandments Matter.” 

“What do you mean, Doug?  Of course I can break the law of God!”

Yes, but the point is that the law of God stands firm.  You can’t break it apart or dissolve it or change it.  And if you attempt to, what ends up broken…is you.

Why is it that we think we can break God’s laws…for the better?  I’ll tell you why.  It’s because we are only thinking in the short run.

It’s like the little boy standing in the kitchen, the cookie jar standing wide open, crumbs all over his face, chocolate chips melted on his hands…and when his mother asks if he’s been sneaking cookies what does he say?   “No!”  Why does he lie?  Because he is only thinking about five seconds ahead…that if he says “no” his mother will believe him and he will be out of trouble.  Does that ever work?  Of course not. 

In a much larger sense, it’s the same with God and us.  We attempt to break God’s laws, looking for a short term advantage.  But it never works.  We only end up breaking ourselves in the process. 

I recently had a juicy temptation plopped in front of me.  I was making an insurance claim, but my policy was apparently written in such a way that to actually get the money, I would need to lie.  My agent even recommended that I lie!  Well, the moment of truth came, the man from headquarters had me on the phone, and the big question was asked.  I knew that by telling the truth, I would probably lose thousands of dollars. 

But God said – and I’ll use the old King James for its authoritative sound – “Thou shalt not bear false witness…”  Sure, in the short run I might have gotten away with it.  My claim might have gone through, and I might have gotten the money, a few thousand dollars maybe.  But at what price?  Would I sacrifice my soul for money?  Would I trade my integrity for cash?  Would I shame my Lord and my faith and my fellow believers?

So I told the truth, and that was that.  And actually, I can’t say I felt real good about it.  It hurt to know I was purposely wrecking my chance for the much-needed money.  But on the other hand, I know you never get away with anything.  First of all, God sees it all, even our thoughts and intentions.  And God has a way of making sure what goes around comes around.  He makes sure that we reap what we sow.  And He would have made sure that if I tried to break His law, that in the end it would stand firm, and I would have been broken upon it.

There’s an old saying, “If you don’t want people to read about it in the newspaper, then don’t do it.” 

In my old office back in Illinois I made myself a little plaque that read, “I will be careful to lead a blameless life.”  As I wrote it I thought that our normal tendency would be to have a plaque that reads “I will be careful not to get caught.”

But with God, we are caught from the moment we even think of breaking one of his laws.  With our Heavenly Father, we are like the little boy with his mother…we get away with nothing.

So today, if the tempter comes around with a special offer, remember, it won’t do you any good. 

You cannot break the law of God; you can only break yourself upon it.”

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM)

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At What Price Your Integrity?

A man wrecked his truck recently.

He lied to his insurance company about how it happened.

Why?

For the money, of course.

The man who told me this story thought nothing of it. 

I said, “You mean he lied?”

“Well, yeh, otherwise they might not have covered it.”

“So he was willing to sell out his integrity for a little bit of money.”

I watched a movie recently that took place in China.  At one point an old teacher said, “Chinese believe, man born good.”

A lot of people believe that, that we are born good, then learn to do bad.

I think that’s crazy.  First of all, why would anyone want to learn to do bad?  We punish bad.  Bad brings pain and trouble and heartache.  We all know this, and yet we end up doing bad anyway.

Bad has a gravitational pull.  We know we shouldn’t, but we are drawn to it.

I had this discussion with my teenagers the other day.  They felt like kids didn’t start out bad.  I said, “That’s easy for you to say.  You’ve never had kids!”

I said, “I watched all of you from the womb.  All of you came out selfish, demanding your own way about everything.  As soon as you could coordinate your arm, you threw something in rage.  As soon as you could talk, you lied.  As soon as you understood what not to do, you became deceptive to try to do it anyway.”

We have the funniest home video of my daughter at a very young age.  She was told not to do something, so she turned her back on us to do it anyway.  She had these huge blue eyes, and she kept peeking over her little shoulder at us, as if she was successfully deceiving us.

The sad thing is, as we get older we get better at deception. 

Now listen to this.  The main reason we deceive is to avoid consequences. 

Go back to Eve in the Garden of Eden.  When did her deception begin?  It began when she told herself that it was okay to eat the fruit God told her not to eat.

She was told that if she ate it there would be consequences.  But as she analyzed her situation, she decided that the fruit looked good, that it would taste good, and “Wow, this serpent here says it’ll make me wise!”

Her deception started with herself.  She deceived herself into thinking it was okay.

Take the guy in the insurance story.  His deception did not begin by lying to the insurance man.  He first had to deceive himself that it was okay, that the benefit of some extra bucks was worth the cost of his integrity.

My little daughter had deceived herself, that if she just turned her back on us, that she could go ahead and do what she wanted.

It seems our minds know no bounds when it comes to self deception, and we come by it naturally.  We are born with it.

This is why it is so important to stay plugged in to God.  How can you tell the difference between a lie and the truth?  By keeping your eye on the truth.

I know I bang this drum constantly, but we must find time for prayer and Bible study.  By drawing near to God in prayer, and by studying the Word of God, we are far less likely to fall for our own self deception. 

Let me point blank ask you.  Are you doing something you know is wrong, but you are doing it anyway?  If so, why?  At what price your integrity?  How have you deceived yourself into thinking that it’s okay? 

Now here’s the thing.  We lie to avoid consequences, but the lying brings a far worse consequence!  It erodes your integrity.  And not just in the eyes of others.  Let’s suppose they never find out. 

Listen…lying erodes the integrity of your own mind! 

Don’t let that happen.  Don’t allow yourself to think that doing wrong is okay or justified.  Get plugged into God through prayer and Bible study. 

And remember this.  No price is worth your integrity.

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM)

dougapple@wave94.com

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First Chronicles 29:17  “I know, my God, that you test the heart and are pleased with integrity.”

Proverbs 10:9  “The man of integrity walks securely, but he who takes crooked paths will be found out.”

Win the Lottery...of Humility

What is God’s love affair with humility?

If you read the Bible, this fact is unavoidable - God has a thing for humility.

So why is it that this character trait, this virtue that God values so highly, seems to have so little value in our world?

It’s because our ways are not His ways.

I remember one time making a sales pitch to a bank.  It was my company, which was basically just me, vying against another company, being represented by two women.  We each appeared separately before the bank’s board of directors.  One of us would be handling all of the bank’s marketing and advertising.  And one of us would be going home a lot poorer than we had hoped.

I knew I had two roads I could take.  One would be the Hollywood road.  I could play things up in a big, fancy way, and make it look like I could move mountains for this bank.  But I knew that wasn’t realistic.  I mean, truthfully, there is only so much that marketing and advertising can do for a company.  So I made a very truthful and factual presentation, told them exactly what I would do and exactly what they could expect.

The ladies, which I anticipated ahead of time, blew me out of the water.  I just paled in comparison.  I was disappointed, but not surprised.  They had offered so much more than I did, such high results, I doubt that after their presentation the board even remembered my name.  I must say I walked away from that experience, with my hat in my hand so to speak, looking up to heaven and wondering, “Well, God, didn’t I do the right thing?  Wasn’t I honest?  Should I have done it with a lot more pizzazz, even though I knew I would be offering unrealistic expectations?” 

No, I just couldn’t do that and feel honest.  I offered a humble estimate of what I could do, and I ended up being humbled.  I felt like a big loser.  And believe me, I needed the money.

God loves humble, but the world doesn’t.  So who are you going to please, God or the world?  It is very tempting to say, “Well, God will love me and forgive me, so maybe just this once I’d better please the world.”  Well, my friend, that’s called compromise.  That’s called exalting yourself above God, thinking your way is better than His way.

“But to follow God’s way is so…humbling!”

Yes it is, and that’s just the way He likes it.  God loves humility.  He values it.  You know how we value money?  Well in God’s economy, humility is of great worth. 

Many people talk about winning the lottery, and what they would do if they won millions of dollars. 

But think about this, what would winning the lottery of humility look like?  It would look like you got knocked backwards, that’s what it would look like.  It would look like you lost.  It would make you look foolish.  You just can’t look awesome and cool, and be humble at the same time.  The lottery of humility would probably just look like you got knocked flat on your rear end.

And yet that would be very valuable to God.  Hard to believe, really, but it’s true.  God highly values humility.

So what are you going through today?  Are you feeling torn down?  Are things falling apart?  Do you feel hope draining away?  Maybe God is actually giving you something valuable.  Maybe God is giving you His very precious gift…of humility.

(As heard on Wave 94.1 FM)

dougapple@wave94

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Tragedy in Virginia

And once again we look to heaven and say “Why?”

The only answer I can come up with is that God sees death differently than we do.

I’ve been studying Jesus’ words in Luke chapter 12.  He said, “I tell you, my friends, do not be afraid of those who kill the body and after that can do no more.”

Look at how it’s written in The Message bible:  “True, they can kill you, but then what can they do?”

Then what can they do?  Isn’t getting killed quite enough?

How could Jesus speak so lightly about death?  Honestly, He talked about death about like we might talk to our kids about name-calling.

“That kid called you a name?  Big deal.  You have a lot to be thankful for if that’s the worst that ever happens to you.”

But for us, death IS the worst thing that can happen to us…isn’t it?

That’s not the way Jesus presents it.  He says, “So they can kill you, so what?  Don’t be afraid of them.”

Jesus can say that because He has seen the entire landscape, whereas we are stuck on this side of the wall.  Jesus sees the big picture, and in that big picture, death must not be what we tend to make it.

Jesus went on to say, “I will show you whom you should fear.  Fear him who, after the killing of the body has power to throw you into hell.  Yes, I tell you, fear him.”*

He gave us a ranking of whom to fear and why.  We are told not to fear people, because the worst they can do is kill our body.  But we are told to fear God, because He can throw us into hell.

Not that death isn’t bad.  Jesus knows it’s dreadful, which is why He brought it up.  He brought it up to put it in perspective.  He basically said, “Trust me.  Death is no big deal when you compare it to hell.”

Jesus spent a lot of time de-emphasizing life in this body, and emphasizing what some call the “afterlife.”

“Don’t store up treasures on earth…but store up treasures in heaven…”**

“Don’t work for food that spoils, but for food that endures to eternal life…”***

Jesus often spoke about the Kingdom of God and the Kingdom of Heaven.  This Kingdom is of supreme importance in Jesus’ teachings, yet “flesh and blood cannot inherit the Kingdom of God…” (1^st Corinthians 15:50)

This body is mortal, but we are not.  We inhabit this body, and for such a short time that Paul even referred to it as a tent - a tent that soon enough will be destroyed. 

Then what?  Second Corinthians 5:1 says, “…if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven…”

Verse 5 goes on to make a powerful statement.  “Now it is God who has made us for this very purpose…”

What very purpose?  God made us for what purpose?  To live eternally with Him in heaven.  When this body is finally destroyed, then we can inherit the Kingdom of God.

Jesus sees all of this, but our vision stops at the wall of death.  We stand here, staring at the wall, wondering what’s on the other side. 

The good news is that Jesus has hung a giant sign from the wall.  It has one word, “Hope.”

If there is no life after death, there is no hope.  Events like those in Virginia lead to despair.  Without hope, God becomes trivial in all this mess.

But I have good news!  There is hope!  Life is much more, oh so much more than our few numbered days on this strange planet. 

We have the hope of eternal life.  How can we tap into it?  Through Jesus Christ.  John 3:16 says, “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.”

I agree that it’s mortifying to watch the news unfold of this tragedy in Virginia.  And I don’t know why God allows such things.  But I do believe this.  God sees death differently than we do.  He sees the bigger picture of our existence, and in that picture, death is not so big and not so bleak. 

There is hope, and that hope comes through Jesus Christ.

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* Luke 12:5

**  Matthew 6:19,20

*** John 6:27

Here is another interesting example of Jesus de-emphasizing life on planet Earth, even when it came to spiritual activities here.  Luke 10:17 tells of the return of 72 followers of Christ who reported, “Lord, even the demons submit to us in your name.”  Jesus sort of rebukes them:  “Do not rejoice that the spirits submit to you, but rejoice that your names are written in heaven.”

The Murder of Jesus - Conclusion

Jesus’ body was wrapped like a mummy and laid in a tomb with a large rock over the entrance. 

At the prompting of the Jewish leaders, Pilate sent Roman soldiers to seal the tomb and to stand guard for three days.  They remembered Jesus’ prediction of rising from the dead, and they thought the disciples might steal the body then claim that he was alive.

Meanwhile some women hoped to anoint Jesus’ body with spices and perfume.  They didn’t have time earlier due to his hasty entombment, plus the arrival of the Sabbath on which they did no work.

Now it was dawn on the first day of the week.  Suddenly there was a violent earthquake as an angel of the Lord came down from heaven.  His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were bright white.  The guards were so afraid that they dropped like dead men.  The angel went to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.

Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome got up early to go to the tomb.  They wanted to anoint Jesus’ body, but they wondered how they would get the stone moved from the entrance.  Upon their arrival they saw that the stone was already moved.

When they looked inside, instead of Jesus’ body they saw a young man dressed in a white robe.

“Don’t be alarmed,” he said.  “You are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified.  Look, he is not here!  He has risen!  Now go, tell his disciples, and Peter, that he will meet them in Galilee.”

They were still in shock when suddenly two men in clothes bright as lightning stood beside them.  The women bowed with their faces to the ground, but the men said, “Why do you look for the living among the dead.  He is not here; he has risen!  Remember, he told you all this beforehand, how he would be crucified, then resurrected on the third day.”

Yes, they remembered, and they were overwhelmed.  They ran from the tomb and said nothing at first.  What could they say?  It was unbelievable.

Meanwhile, Mary Magdalene ran to tell Peter and John.  She said, “They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don’t know where they have put him!”

So they sprinted to the tomb.  What they found instead of Jesus’ mummy-wrapped body was strips of linen lying there.  And there was the burial cloth from his head, folded up by itself. 

Peter and John went back home, but Mary stood outside the tomb, crying.  As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb – and saw two angels seated where Jesus’ body had been.

They asked her, “Woman, why are you crying?”

“They have taken my Lord away, and I don’t know where they have put him.”

At this point she turned around and saw a man standing there, who looked like the gardener.  He said, “Woman, why are you crying?  Who are you looking for?”

“Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.”

Then he called her by name, “Mary.”

Suddenly she realized it was Jesus, alive and well!  She shouted, “Rabboni!” (which means teacher).

Jesus said, “Do not hold on to me, for I have not yet returned to the Father.  Go instead to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am returning to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’”

Jesus also appeared to a group of women who had come to the tomb and found it empty.  They knelt before him and worshiped him.  He said, “Do not be afraid.  Go and tell my brothers I will meet them in Galilee.”

Meanwhile the Roman guards went back into Jerusalem and told the Jewish leaders the whole story about the angel rolling the stone away.  The chief priests and the elders came up with a plan.  They gave the soldiers a large bribe and a story to tell. 

“You are to say, ‘His disciples came during the night and stole him away while we were asleep.”

“But we’ll be in trouble for sleeping on duty.”

“Don’t worry.  If this makes it back to the governor, we’ll take care of it.”

The word was spreading now, and the women reported what they saw to the disciples, who found it all hard to believe.

Later that day a man named Cleopas and a friend were walking to the village of Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem.  As they discussed what had been going on, Jesus himself came up and joined them, but did not reveal who he was.

Jesus asked what they were talking about, and Cleopas was shocked.  “You don’t know what’s been going on there, all this with Jesus of Nazareth?”

Jesus said, “Isn’t this exactly what the prophets foretold?”  And as they walked along Jesus revealed to them all the Old Testament prophecies concerning the Messiah.

At Emmaus they urged the stranger to eat with them.  At the table Jesus took the bread, gave thanks, and broke it.  At this point their eyes were opened and they suddenly recognized – it was Jesus!  And just as suddenly, he disappeared.

They were so excited!  They said, “Didn’t our hearts burn within us on the road as he opened the Scriptures to us?”

They immediately returned to Jerusalem and found the disciples.  They told the whole story, but the disciples didn’t believe it.

While they were still talking about it, suddenly Jesus appeared in the room with them.  They thought he was a ghost, so he said, “Touch me and see.  A ghost does not have flesh and bones like this.”

He rebuked them for not believing that he was alive, and pointed out how everything had happened just as the Old Testament prophecies foretold.  Then he opened their minds so they could understand the Scriptures.

They still had doubts, so he asked for something to eat.  They gave him a piece of broiled fish, and he ate it right there in front of them.

Now Thomas was not in the room that evening, and he doubted their story.  He said, “Unless I touch the nail marks in his hands and the wound in his side, I won’t believe it.”

A week later they were all together behind locked doors once again, and Jesus appeared.  He said to Thomas, “See my hands?  Put your finger here.  Reach out your hand and put it in my side.  Stop doubting and believe.”

Thomas said to him, “My Lord and my God!”

Then Jesus said, “Because you have seen me, you have believed.  Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”

After his resurrection Jesus appeared to hundreds of people over a period of 40 days, offering many convincing proofs that he was indeed alive.  He restored Peter.  He delivered the Great Commission, and told them to go to Jerusalem to wait for the Holy Spirit.

Finally one day he led them out near the village of Bethany.  He taught them, then lifted his hands and blessed them.  While he was blessing them, he was taken up before their very eyes until a cloud hid him from their sight.

As they looked intently up into the sky, suddenly two men dressed in white stood beside them.  “Men of Galilee, why do you stand here looking into the sky?  This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into heaven, will come back in the same way you have seen him go into heaven.”

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The timeline of these events was taken from “The Narrated Bible in Chronological Order” with narration by F. LaGard Smith, published by Harvest House.

Interesting point:  Some people ask why Jesus didn’t appear to the Jewish leaders, or even the Roman leaders.  I don’t know, but I like what it says in Acts 10:41, that Jesus was seen “by witnesses whom God had already chosen.”  So whoever Jesus appeared to, we know one thing.  They were exactly the people God had chosen to see the risen Christ.

The Murder of Jesus - Part IV

Pilate finally gave in to the pressure from the Jewish leaders and sentenced Jesus to death by crucifixion.

Now think of everything Jesus had been through to this point.  The stress-filled prayers in the Garden.  The betrayal of Judas.  The desertion of his friends.  Peter’s denial.  Staying up all night for a trial on trumped up charges.  Being mocked and beaten.  Being dragged from the high priest to Pilate to Herod and back to Pilate, who had him viciously flogged. 

And now they forced him to carry his own cross.  It was more than he could physically bear.  As the procession headed out of Jerusalem, the soldiers grabbed a man on his way in, Simon of Cyrene, and made him carry the cross.

The Bible says a large number of people followed Jesus, including women who “mourned and wailed for him.”  At one point Jesus turned to them and said, “Daughters of Jerusalem, do not weep for me.  Weep for yourselves and for your children.  For the time is coming when you will say, ‘Blessed is the woman who has no children.’  At that time people will say to the mountains, ‘Fall on us!’ and to the hills, ‘Cover us!’  For if men do these things when the tree is green, what will happen when it is dry?”

Jesus, along with two other criminals, were to be executed at a place called Golgotha, which means The Place of the Skull.  From the Latin we also call the place Calvary.

They offered Jesus some kind of wine, but he refused to drink it. 

They nailed him to a cross, and put up the sign Pilate had made which read, “This is Jesus of Nazareth, The King of the Jews.”  The chief priests complained to Pilate, “It should say that he claimed to be king of the Jews.”  But Pilate said, “What I have written, I have written.”

The soldiers took his clothes, then gambled to see who would get what.

Jesus hung on the cross between two outlaws, who joined the crowd in insulting him.  Some shouted, “Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!” 

The Jewish leaders mocked, “He saved others, but he can’t save himself!”  “He’s the King of Israel!  Let him come down from the cross, then we’ll believe in him.”  “He trusts in God.  Let God rescue him…if he wants him…” 

Even the soldiers insulted him.  “If you’re the King of the Jews, save yourself!”

Jesus’ first recorded words from the cross were actually a prayer for his tormenters.  “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.”

The insults continued as one of the criminals next to him said, “Aren’t you the Christ?  Then save yourself…and us!”

Suddenly the other criminal rebuked him.  “Don’t you fear God?  We are getting what we deserve, but this man has done nothing wrong.”

Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”  And Jesus responded, “I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise.” 

Among the witnesses of this cruel event were many women, including four who stayed close to Jesus:  his aunt, Mary Magdalene, Mary the wife of Clopas, and his mother.  At one point Jesus saw his mother standing near his disciple John, so he said, “Dear woman, here is your son.”  And to John he said, “Here is your mother.”  From then on John took care of Jesus’ mother.

At around noon it got dark, and stayed that way for about 3 hours.

At around 3 in the afternoon Jesus mustered the energy to cry out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” 

Some thought he was calling for Elijah to save him.

Near the end Jesus gasped, “I thirst.”  There was a jar of wine vinegar nearby, so they stuck a sponge on a stick, soaked it in the wine vinegar, and lifted it to his lips. 

Then they said, “Leave him alone.  Let’s see if Elijah really will come and rescue him.”

Suddenly Jesus cried out, “It is finished!” 

His final words were a prayer.  “Father, into thy hands I commit my spirit.”  Then he bowed his head, gave up his spirit, and breathed his last.

Meanwhile, at the temple in Jerusalem, the huge curtain that blocked the entrance to the Holy of Holies was torn in two…from top to bottom. 

An earthquake occurred, strong enough to break rocks apart.

Graves were opened, and some dead saints were raised, went into Jerusalem and appeared to many. 

In awe of all that had occurred, the Roman centurion and those with him were afraid, and said, “Truly this was the Son of God.”

The Jews didn’t want bodies left hanging around for the upcoming Sabbath, so they asked Pilate to have their legs broken to hasten their death.  They broke the legs of the criminals, but when it appeared that Jesus was already dead, they took a spear and stabbed him in the side, just to make sure.

One prominent member of the Council who had not agreed to the plot against Jesus was a rich man from Arimathea named Joseph.  In fact, he had secretly become a follower of Jesus. 

After Jesus died, this Joseph went to Pilate and asked for his body.  Pilate didn’t believe that Jesus had died so quickly, so he had it confirmed, then consented.

Joseph and a man named Nicodemus took down Jesus’ body.  They took about seventy-five pounds of myrrh and aloes and used it while wrapping the body in clean linen strips, according to Jewish burial customs. 

Nearby there was a garden where Joseph owned a new empty tomb cut out of the rock.  They placed the body in the tomb, then rolled a large stone in front of the entrance and went away.

Mary Magdalene and another Mary saw where they laid him.  They went home to prepare spices and perfumes, and planned to come back after the Sabbath.

Meanwhile the Jewish leaders went to pester Pilate one more time.  “Pilate, you’re not going to believe this, but that deceiver predicted that in three days he would rise from the dead.  You’d better guard that tomb, otherwise his disciples might come and steal the body, then tell people he did rise from the dead.  This last deception would be worse than the first.”

Pilate consented, telling them to “make the tomb as secure as you know how.”

So they went, made the tomb as secure as possible, put a seal on the stone, and posted the guard.

“There.  That’s one body that’s not going anywhere.”

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I was inspired by and gleaned information from one of my favorite books, “The Murder of Jesus” by John MacArthur.