Dear Doris

Dear Doris,

I hadn’t thought about sitting down and writing you this letter until our friend Ashley Pollock shared her first ‘Doris’ moment during last night’s Maundy Thursday service. The congregation’s sense of awe and reverent anticipation of our Lord’s pathway to the cross on our behalf was heightened by our losing you just the afternoon before. Ashley spoke of Christ’s loneliness the night he was betrayed and to end her sermon she shared her personal story of the long day she spent coming to LCPC from New York for her interview for the open Children’s Ministry Director position. Ashley told us how after flying into San Diego from NYC for a quick visit with her mother she drove to La Crescenta, a place she’d never of. Feeling lost and alone, she ended up in Santa Monica instead and arrived at the church hours late for the interview.

When Ashley drove up to the church she was greeted with people waving frantically to welcome and guide her to the right place. You might like this – I pictured people on a desert island running and jumping and waving at a passing ship to come and rescue them. It works doesn’t it? After all, we were in deep need of rescue for our children. If memory serves me right here, you were chair of the personnel committee at the time. In any case, Ashley hadn’t quite dropped your name on us during her remembrance as she related how at the end of the interview someone looked at her and said that it was so late that Ashley really should come and stay at her house for the night, an act of gracious kindness to Ashley, a stranger to us all at the time.

I’m sure you heard it when Ashley let us know that it was you who offered her a home to stay in for the night. The congregation let out a deep sigh of recognition because, of course, kindness and generosity are hallmarks of the Doris Keiter we know and love. It seems the Holy Spirit was working overtime on all our behalf and it is no mystery to us why you were chosen to represent our church at this critical juncture in the life of La Crescenta Presbyterian Church. I won’t go into a laundry list of things that were launched as a result of your actions, that’s not the purpose of my open letter to you. Let me just say that the list is impressive.

We will be hearing many stories of you, your kindness, and what I can only put as your spunkiness or your passion for all things related to God’s Kingdom. I hope that my sharing of recollections and thoughts spurs others to share and recollect and take joy in your arrival home with your dear Lord Jesus. Maybe they’ll even use the venues where I release this letter to our friends to share their own thoughts.

I’ve been sharing with folks over the last couple of days how you were among those who were my youth advisors when I was in our MOKEs group, the High School Church group as it was aptly known back then. A whole bunch of my past advisors came and sat at the Lord’s Table with Marcia Randis and me for Communion last night – a generation of servants who’ve left their mark on another generation or two of believers.

One or two stories remain at the surface of my memories and the one I choose to most represent your ministry to us was our Easter Week service trip to Escondito where we stayed at a local church and went out to one of the nearby Indian Reservations to work on a poor family’s home. We painted and cleaned and dug a pit for a future septic tank as well. Our adult leaders where you and Dr. Robert Rumer and I’m sure another adult although I can’t remember who. It’s possible that it was only the two of you because, as a seventeen year old senior in high school, I drove a VW van full of kids down south and from the church to the reservation. Imagine trying to get that through Session these days. I am sure that your daughter Linda was with us as well as Eugene Winfield, the young man who would turn out to be your son-in-law. I have clear memories of my best friend Jim McClelland being there along with Robert Reardon and my then girlfriend Marianne Carrington.

How you put up with us, guided us, laughed at and with us, and loved the dickens out of us is a testament to the power and depth of God’s Spirit in your life. I won’t be going on much longer with this but I’d like to simply thank you for all of that and for hanging around and being there when Cindy and I returned to LCPC. You were a wonderful support for me as I continued in youth ministry here and then as an elder in the church. You are awesome. Thanks.

I know we’ll hear about some of these things during the time our church, along with your family, grieve over our loss, celebrate your life with us, and rejoice as you’ve been greeted by Jesus and given a resurrected body, free of pain and infirmity. Thank God for that. However, I also want to thank you for the children you and Bob have so lovingly raised. They teach and care for children, preach and love God’s sheep, all with the same fervent kindness you demonstrated all their lives. The legacy of your and Bob’s ministry on earth is very nicely represented in your kids and their kids.

You’ve done well little sister. I know that on Wednesday you heard the words, “Welcome, good and faithful servant.”

Good Lord, I’m going to miss you.

In His grip,

   

Jerry White

PS – The background photo on the computer I used to write my letter to you is a photograph that I still can’t believe I took while in Ireland last summer. It’s of a dirt road through the greenest of fields leading to hills gently shadowed by clouds broken by blue sky. I have no trouble picturing your final walk along such a road as you went on to a heaven not so different from what is pictured.

Provide for the Poor and the Foreign Resident

Scripture: Leviticus 19: 9 & 10

“⁹When you reap the harvest of your land, you are not to reap to the very edge of your field or gather the gleanings of your harvest. ¹⁰You must not strip your vineyard bare or gather its fallen grapes. Leave them for the poor and the foreign resident: I am Yahweh your God.” (Holeman Christian Standard Bible)

Wheat field at Sunset from GraphicStock

Leviticus is the third book of our Bible, the third book of the Pentatuch, and the third of the five books of the Torah. The Hebrew name of the book is Vaikra and can be translated “He [God] called.”

We know this book as a book of God’s Law but as Christians we cannot afford to say it belongs to the Hebrews and has no force over us. Jesus told us himself that he came not to abolish the law or the prophets but to fulfill them. For us, Leviticus is less about a bunch of rules that can put us to sleep if read in order to say that we’ve read the Bible from cover to cover – it is more of an invitation to us to live in harmony with God’s purpose for mankind. We are told how to live with each other because he called.

I read several translations, perhaps looking for a loophole. I found none.

It is God’s wish, His Will, for us to make provision for the foreign resident and the poor. We are not farmers in La Crescenta so how do we do this? It was fortuitous that during our recently completed rummage sale we had the opportunity to put aside part of our haul of items for sale to donate to a refugee family, new foreign residents. What if we don’t have an opportunity drop in our lap like this? Then we designate some of our crop, our wages, and we prepare “Welcome Kits” as we are doing as a church, or we search for other ways to support organizations that support dispossessed peoples. We must be intentional in living out God’s will for us and taking care of those be brings to us.

It goes deeper than the act of leaving something behind for the poor and people who have been completely dispossessed. We are seeing strangers who are hungry and feeding them, thirsty and giving them drink, in need of clothes and clothing them and we are doing them for Jesus. (Matt. 25: 31-46) We are fulfilling one of the two great commandments Jesus left us by loving our neighbors as ourselves.

He called us in the book of instructions, Leviticus, to find Jesus in the stranger and do him a kindness.

In His grip, jerry

PS – The various translations I visited refer the poor and then a list of interpretations as follows: foreigner (several), foreign resident (Holeman Christian Standard Bible), sojourner (English Standard Version), the stranger (New American Standard Bible), and the resident alien (International Standard Version).

PPS – Further thoughts upon reflection as I prepared to share this on Calvary’s Thread. We are called to make provision for the foreigner, no merely tolerate them but to be of help during their transition. We must love our neighbor as ourselves and the foreign residents among us have been named by God as those to whom we are to be neighbors.

This post was written and originally posted in the La Crescenta Presbyterian Church Lenten Blog at:

http://lcpc.net/blog_new.aspx?parentnavigationid=40053

Bless the Children

This morning my friend Pastor Andy Wilson preached his sermon, “Born to be Blessed” with a humble urgency that resonated with me. He used the account of Isaac’s blessing his two sons, first Jacob posing as the eldest son Esau, and then Esau begging for a blessing and receiving a lesser one. The power of those blessings helped shape God’s people Israel. (Genesis 27:30-41)

The Synoptic Gospels all give an account of Jesus blessing the little children. Mark gives his account as follows in chapter ten, versus 13-16 (NIV):

“¹³People were bringing little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them, but the disciples rebuked them. ¹⁴When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. ¹⁵Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” ¹⁶And he took the children in his arms, placed his hands on them and blessed them.”

I can’t think of anything more Christlike than to bless children. Andy spoke of our responsibility as spiritual leaders to bless those whom we have been called to serve; our children, grandchildren, husband and wife, various church groups, friends, family, and our peers and subordinates at work. Bless them out loud and with conviction. For our public school teachers, quiet blessings from the heart and true concern for your charges can be quite effective.

Both of my sons-in-law asked for my blessing before officially asking my daughters to marry them. We gave it (because it is important to me to include Cindy) and meant it and we watch over the blessing like a farmer watches over his flocks. We want them to flourish, pray for them to do so, and are thankful that God watches over them. It is likewise with my son and his wife. They asked me to perform the wedding and we blessed the rings, the couple, and everybody else would could get our hands on. Those we couldn’t, we blessed in absentia.

It seemed the Lord was to leave nothing to chance when it came to having me write about blessings. Even in my short lunchtime reading Charles Dickens spoke to me of the importance and lasting power of the blessing. In this chapter, the young Oliver Twist is in the process of running away from the cruel undertaker’s family when he stops by the workhouse and bids farewell to his little friend Dick. From the chapter entitled ‘Parting From Little Dick” in Oliver Twist:

“’I hope so,’ replied the child. ‘After I am dead, but not before. I know the doctor must be right, Oliver, because I dream so much of Heaven, and Angels, and kind faces that I never see when I am awake. Kiss me,’ said the child, climbing up the low gate, and flinging his little arms round Oliver’s neck. ‘Good-b’ye, dear! God bless you!’

          The blessing was from a young child’s lips, but it was the first that Oliver had ever heard invoked upon his head; and through the struggles and suffering, and troubles and changes, of his after life, he never once forgot it.”

The power of a blessing can stand against any number of nasty things. Give them freely, meaningfully, from the heart and they will be etched within the story of the receiver’s life.

And finally I offer the Priestly Blessing, as Andy shared it today with us, from Numbers 6, 24-26. As I type this I have my children and their children, and my family, especially the Craws as they grieve, firmly in mind. Won’t you, as you read this, put someone firmly in your mind and bless them?

From Numbers 6: 22-26 (NIV) -

“²²The Lord said to Moses, ²³“Tell Aaron and his sons, ‘This is how you are to bless the Israelites. Say to them:

²⁴“ ‘ “The Lord bless you

and keep you;

²⁵the Lord make his face shine on you

and be gracious to you;

²⁶the Lord turn his face toward you

and give you peace.” ’

To paraphrase Ty Webb (Chevy Chase) in Caddyshack: be the blessing.

In His grip, jerry

God With Us

Emmanuel, in Hebrew: עִמָּנוּאֵל meaning, "God with us".

The season of Advent is upon us and Cindy and I along with my mom and sister Denise, hit the ground running at Bethany Presbyterian Church in Grants Pass, Oregon. It was a wonderful service and the Advent Hymn “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel” set the pace early and its refrains tinged the service throughout with a sense of yearning. “Prepare ye the way of the Lord” set the tone and underpinned the message that we need to prepare, lest there be no real Christmas.

As I write this I have YouTube running through the hymn with vocal and instrumental artists’ seeming infinite variations; my personal yearning is sustained and the sense of preparation is being heightened.

I could simply pound out the words to the hymn, tell you to read it, ask you to pray it, hope you live it, and let it go at that but it would be the cheap and easy way out for a post, not that I’m above that sort of thing. However, I prefer to ruminate on the hymn and its central theme of advent for the coming of our Lord and have instead placed the words as a post script below.

During the season leading to Christmas Day we are busy with preparations for family gatherings and the exchange of gifts. We need to leave time for advent and the preparation for Emmanuel and give ourselves over to the yearning for Christ’s presence. Imagine if we were to combine our family celebration anticipation and preparation with our desire for Christ’s presence. Would His presence be with us? Yes - yes it would.

Let’s focus on the first verse of the hymn. It tells us that Israel, God’s people, are captive and in exile on earth. We don’t need to look very far to know that this is true. We should be mourning the fact that God’s Kingdom has not yet come on earth as it is in heaven. We mourn until the Son of God appears in His fullness. He will so appear and we see glimpses of Him in the actions of Heaven’s ambassadors, Christians out and about doing the King’s work. We are Him from time to time, even I am Him now and again.

O come Emmanuel, come again in me.

At the end of each verse we are told to rejoice because Emmanuel shall come to us. Paul exhorts us in Philippians 4:4 “Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!” (NIV) Indeed, we must rejoice at each hint and every manifestation of Christ on earth while at the same time letting the yearning for His fullness run deep. We never cease preparing the way.

Prepare ye the way of the Lord. Rejoice! His Kingdom is near at hand. Revel in advent, strike a match and light the candle.

In His grip, jerry

For our edification:

O come, O come, Emmanuel

O come, O come, Emmanuel

And ransom captive Israel

That mourns in lonely exile here

Until the Son of God appear

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free

Thine own from Satan’s tyranny

From depths of Hell Thy people same

And give them victory o’er the grave

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer

Our spirits by Thine advent here

Disperse the gloomy clouds of night

And death’s dark shadows put to flight.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Key of David, come.

And open wide our heavenly home;

Make safe the way that leads on high,

And close the path to misery.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O Come, O come, Thou Lord of might,

Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai’s height,

In ancient times did’st give the Law,

In cloud, and majesty and awe.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel

His Roadie

True to my leanings as a member of the all too short-lived Tangent group, I let my mind veer off the path a bit while holding on to a thread of the sermon as the good brother Lee preached about Saul’s conversion on the road to Damascus. While Lee talked about the conversion experienced and love and encouraged us to reconnect with our own I was struck by how much of the Lord’s work occurs on the road just like Saul’s conversion.

Acts 9:1-6  “¹Meanwhile Saul, still breathing threats and murder against the disciples of the Lord, went to the high priest ² and asked him for letters to the synagogues at Damascus, so that if he found any who belonged to the Way, men or women, he might bring them bound to Jerusalem. ³Now as he was going along and approaching Damascus, suddenly a light from heaven flashed around him. ⁴He fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to him, ‘Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?’ ⁵He asked, ‘Who are you, Lord?’ The reply came, ‘I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting. ⁶But get up and enter the city, and you will be told what you are to do.’”

And there are the two men walking on the road to Emmaus (Luke 14:13-35). Two men on the move discussing the events of the crucifixion and reports of Christ’s body missing. Jesus appears and walks with them while their eyes were kept from recognizing him. Jesus heard their story riddled with unbelief and then explained the scriptures to them only to reveal himself in the breaking of the bread.

The early church was known as ‘the Way’, the term used by Saul as he hunted believers for persecution. Jesus himself spawned the term when he said, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 14:6) Is Christ telling us that he is less an institution than a way of life? I believe so and that we are called to a life full of action and motion.

The Ethiopian Eunuch was sitting in his chariot reading the prophet Isaiah. The Spirit had Philip join the chariot and engage the man in discussion about whom the scriptures were written. As they went along they came upon some water and the man asked to be baptized and Philip did so. Soon the Ethiopian was on his way rejoicing as Philip had been spirited away. (Acts 8:26-40) The man was hungry and on the move and the Lord met him on the way.

And, for my motorcycle friends, I take this chariot story as an endorsement of two-wheeled travel and that we can expect good things to happen as we travel along.

I have found the principle of being met on the move to be true for me. Rarely have I received clear direction while sitting like a lump waiting for something to inspire me. Moving in the right direction or even down the wrong trail, it has always been easier for me to be met while in motion. The overriding theme of my experience during Mission Arizona weeks has been that God would meet me on the way. My quiet times are mostly truncated due to the need to keep the mission team moving along from fellowship to quiet time to work and back again. The Spirit has always been faithful to meet me in some way, through some person or other, during the course of the week as time and work moved along. I am eternally thankful for that.

For clarification, let’s not confuse quieting one’s mind and life to wait on the Lord with inaction. While our bodies may be still our spirits are moving toward God. For me, it is one of the most strenuous of the spiritual disciplines and difficult to master in my busy life. Waiting on the Lord is a most necessary action.

While considering a title for this post ‘roadie’ came to mind but I rejected it at first as not quite being right. Then I gave the term some more thought about what it means, what it describes. In one of its many definitions my Urban Dictionary describes it thusly, “A roadie is an individual who travels to gigs with a band and assists with setup and organization.” I am okay with this and I like the idea of being Jesus’ roadie, hitting the road with him, setting things up for him to shine and be heard, carrying a loaf of bread for him to feed the multitudes. And so, as long as I’m on the road and on the move, at least spiritually, I’m happy and sure that I’ll be met.

There are a few things I picked up for myself considering these accounts. If I’m cruising along the road, down the trail, physically or metaphorically, I need to be aware that Jesus could come along side me like the brothers walking to Emmaus. If I’m hungry and struggling with God’s Word, he will provide a teacher as he did for the Ethiopian. And, even if I’m headed somewhere to do the wrong thing though I believe it to be a godly errand, Christ will reveal himself to me and tell me what I must do.

Let’s hit the road folks, be in motion, hungry for the Word, and available for course changes as indicated.

In His grip, jerry

At The End of Every Prayer

Matthew 24: 3-8 “³As Jesus was sitting on the Mount of Olives, the disciples came to him privately. “Tell us,” they said, “when will this happen, and what will be the sign of your coming and of the end of the age?”

⁴Jesus answered: “Watch out that no one deceives you. ⁵For many will come in my name, claiming, ‘I am the Messiah,’ and will deceive many. ⁶You will hear of wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come. ⁷Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines and earthquakes in various places. ⁸All these are the beginning of birth pains."

We should not be surprised. The Lord told us it would be like this. Police gunned down in the streets while protecting a peaceful demonstration, black men gunned down by police who reacted with their baser instincts rather than their training, hate crimes that cannot be numbered, ISIS and everywhere in the Middle East, Africa, South America, and anywhere hate makes its incursion and the weak are prayed upon.

How do we pray? What proceeds our ‘Amen’?

All around us our friends and family fall ill, our children succumb to drugs and alcohol, and people violate the weak. Our parents are aging, we are aging, and our days are spent trying to find our car keys just to keep going. We worry for our children and their children and how a world that is overrun by people consuming resources at unsustainable rates can support them in any reasonable state.

How do we pray? What proceeds our ‘Amen’?

Our times of respite from the woes of the world are short and interrupted. We seek peace for ourselves and the world and the moments of calm can only beat a hesitant staccato without rhythm. We wait, we pray. We work, we rest. All around us our neighbors attempt to hold life together as they can manage.

How do we pray? The Apostle Paul gives us a window, a hint of how to proceed in Romans 8: 26 & 27. And so we must take his lead and be earnest in our prayers for our loved ones, our neighbors, and our world. Let ourselves groan.

“²⁶In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. ²⁷And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.”

What proceeds our ‘Amen’? The Lord Jesus himself taught us to pray and first instructed us to ask for the Kingdom to come. We ask for our basic needs, we ask for forgiveness, we cry out for God’s Kingdom on earth as it is in heaven. Jesus tells us to knock and keep knocking, ask and keep asking.

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There is only one complete answer to the afflictions rampant in these days. Jesus must come again, first in our hearts, then as the lightening is seen from the east to the west, He must come in power and glory.

And so to that end I will add to my prayers before the ‘Amen’, ‘Maranatha, come Lord, come quickly’.

In His grip, jerry

They Walk Among Us

Ephesians 4: 11-13:  ¹¹So Christ himself gave the apostles, the prophets, the evangelists, the pastors and teachers, ¹²to equip his people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up ¹³until we all reach unity in the faith and in the knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ.

In our desperate need for political correctness we use different terms and titles and churches who adopt the New Testament terminology for ministries are looked upon as cults, sects, and wacko offshoots. Nevertheless, apostles are at work in the earth.

Men and women moving in an apostolic ministry are possessed of a keen revelation of Jesus Christ, a risen savior, Lord of Lords, God. They have a deep sense of their calling and freely give in to the compulsion to serve; they know the specific calling upon their lives just as Paul knew he was called as apostle to the gentiles and Peter knew he was an apostle to the Jews (Gal. 2: 7-10). Apostles preach the message, ‘The kingdom of heaven is near’ (Matthew 10: 7-8) and they give witness to Jesus’ resurrection and the many ways they’ve seen it in action (Acts 1:22). From their ministry arise pastors, prophets, teachers, evangelists, and churches equipped to stand as witness to the ministry and the enduring kingdom of heaven.

Often times those who participate in the apostolic ministry are drawn to the mission field just as Paul had been. From Paul’s vagabond ministry we have letters to churches and pastors and spiritual sons. Those letters continue to teach, instruct, and equip pastoral and teaching ministries and will do so until Christ’s coming again. The same can be said of today’s apostles.

I have had the occasion to hike in the high country with some of these modern day apostolic ministers. I’ve watched others as they raised families while they were here in the states formalizing their deep understanding of the Gospel within seminary classrooms and libraries. I am blessed to have seen them for their calling and thereby honored to pray for a bountiful harvest from their labors in the field.

Ephesians 2: 19-22: ¹⁹Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and strangers, but fellow citizens with God’s people and also members of his household, ²⁰built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, with Christ Jesus himself as the chief cornerstone. ²¹In him the whole building is joined together and rises to become a holy temple in the Lord. ²²And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit.

Others of the foundational ministries are active in our congregations teaching, evangelizing, and pastoring and go without ordination by the governing bodies of the churches in which they serve. Their ordination comes from elsewhere. It’s not the title that is important, it is the ministry that is paramount. Today’s foundational ministers would most likely agree and continue on making disciples.

In His grip, jerry