Apple of His Eye

I was reading sometime back in the Old Testament book of Zechariah and came across this phrase. “He who touches you, touches the apple of His eye” (2:8). To be quite honest, when I read that verse, I stopped in my tracks and didn’t go any further. I was so captured by those words.

Read it again. Do you get the impact of what is being said here? God says that you are the “apple of his eye.” You all know what this phrase means. I don’t have to give you detailed explanations describing this figure of speech. But I’ll give you one anyway. Continue reading

Fear and Trembling

Support-raising is really a wonderfully horrible, or maybe a horribly wonderful, place to be. It is a place to carry out Philippians 2:12-13. “Therefore, my beloved, as you have always obeyed, so now, not only as in my presence but much more in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling, 13 for it is God who works in you, both to will and to work for his good pleasure.” You can’t lean on your abilities (Prov. 3:5-6). You can’t believe that your insight or ingenuity or your hard work will make it happen. At the same time, you can’t sit on your hands. I’m not saying that “God helps those who help themselves.” That’s not the point either. God is going to work through my abilities, but he’s also going to work in spite of my abilities. In fact, his work in me and for me is not limited by my abilities. But he’s also going to work for me in spite of my failures and inabilities.
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All of Life is Spiritual

I am finding more and more that support-raising is more about what God is doing in my soul than it is about money. But that seems to be true of all of life. In other words, the issues of life don’t seem to be the real issues at all. Certainly we have to earn a living, provide for a home and a family, cut the grass, things like that. But those things are not going to last into eternity, and I believe that God is most concerned with things that will last into eternity. Now I’m not trying to set up a sacred/secular dichotomy—spiritual things are important but other things are not. I guess what I am really saying is that everything is spiritual, so everything is important. You see, God has designed physical things to accomplish spiritual things. So for me, support-raising is the tool that God is using to bring about spiritual growth and change in my soul. You see, the money that results from support-raising will not last into eternity, but two things will: the extension of God’s Kingdom (people coming to faith in Christ, cups of cool water given in his name, God’s name lifted up in worship, God’s people gathered and matured into disciples, etc.) that will come from the planting of new churches, and greater faith in my soul that will come by trusting God to meet my needs. So as I ask God to bring in our needed support, I do so not so that I will have the money that I need (a lot of Christians around the globe do not have “the money they need”), but so that Jesus is glorified through the planting of new churches and so that I grow in my trust-relationship with God.

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Typos from Heaven

Right now I am raising support. I left the church I planted 12 years ago and have joined the staff of Mission the North America (MNA) for the Presbyterian Church in America (PCA). My new role is Church Planter Recruitment Director. Simply put my task is to find new church planters. The way to impact communities and culture is through the local church. The adage, “Think Globally, Act Locally,” applies here as well. The way to affect the world is one person at a time, one community at a time.

But first I must raise all of my support—my salary, benefits, and ministry expenses. And that is quite a task. It feels daunting. I have regular fears that roll over me, especially pertaining to media. You see, I feel fairly confident communicating my role and my need for financial support. But where I don’t feel confident is communicating with creativity. In other words, I can talk, but Facebook befuddles me. I can share passionately about my love for church planting, but I can’t Tweet. (I was going to say that I’m a twit at twittering, but that would be corny—however, it would probably prove my point.) I can write, but presenting my thoughts with pictures and graphics and eye-catching presentations are beyond me.

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Bumpkins for Jesus

There is no better way for God to show off His awesome power and strength than to do great and mighty things through ordinary people. You know, God could have chosen the nation of Egypt to bless and call His own. They were much stronger and their culture was much more civilized and refined. The Egyptians would have been a much better choice. They had much more going for them. The Israelites were smaller (Deuteronomy 7:7) and therefore weaker. They were stubborn (Deuteronomy 9:6-7) and sinful. There was nothing that would attract God to them. Yet God chose them. Why? The best answer that Scripture gives is that He chose them because He chose them. He loved them because He loved them (Deuteronomy 7:6-9).

“For you are a people holy to the Lord your God. The Lord your God has chosen you to be a people for his treasured possession, out of all the peoples who are on the face of the earth. 7 It was not because you were more in number than any other people that the Lord set his love on you and chose you, for you were the fewest of all peoples, 8 but it is because the Lord loves you and is keeping the oath that he swore to your fathers, that the Lord has brought you out with a mighty hand and redeemed you from the house of slavery, from the hand of Pharaoh king of Egypt. 9 Know therefore that the Lord your God is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love him and keep his commandments, to a thousand generations . . .”

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We’re all 3-Legged Cats

We had friends some years ago who had a three-legged cat. A men’s group that I led met at their house so I actually saw the cat, doing his normal three-legged cat thing. I was always afraid to ask them too many questions about the poor animal, whether he was born this way or whether this fate fell upon him due to an unfortunate fit of rage by his owners. (I didn’t want to end up the same way as the cat, in case it was the latter; I’ve grown rather accustomed to my appendages and hope to keep them for quite some time.) And the funny thing was that he had adapted to his situation. He had learned to walk and run and get along with only three legs.

I had only seen this cat in the house, so for illustration’s sake, let’s say that he never goes outside and that he never interacts with normal, four-legged cats. Now let’s say the cat can talk (not really a stretch, given that he already has only three legs). And let’s say the cat and I were to have a conversation something like this:
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