Month: September 2015

Let There Be Light

One of the themes of the Bible is the contrast between light and dark. Light, associated with Christ and with good, speaks to revelation—it allows us to see clearly so that we may understand what is shown to us. Darkness, associated with Satan and with evil, speaks to a world where things are hidden, where people stagger and grope around blindly.

My son and I were discussing this the other day and he voiced it in a way I’d never thought about before. We are all born into darkness. And we get comfortable there. We like it. We can’t see that we’re covered with filth. Ignorance is bliss—or at least we perceive that it is. We don’t even know we’re filthy. We stumble around not even realizing we’re blind. We’re okay with that world, satisfied with our fleshly appetites and mistakenly think we look pretty good.

But one day the light penetrates our darkness and reveals that we are covered in filth! We had no idea! This filth is horrifying and the stench is unbearable. For some, the light is the worst thing that could happen to them because now they can see what they are. For others, the light is the best thing—for the same reason.

At that time, humanly speaking, we have two choices. We can scurry, like cockroaches, back into the darkness where we’re comfortable with our filth. Or we can look for a way to get clean!

We may even try to wipe the filth away ourselves but our efforts leave us exhausted, hopeless and covered with more filth than ever. We understand at that point that we need a Savior—that on our own we cannot become clean. And so we look to Christ as our Savior in faith and stand before Him as He instantly removes the filth and leaves us clothed in His righteousness.

I’ve heard it said that we don’t truly see the beauty of the Good News of Christ until we’ve first understood the bad news of our depravity. Christ is that light that exposes who we are and freely offers the grace that bathes us in His glory.

He exposes. Light exposes. The word exposes. And if we belong to Him, we respond with gratitude and praise. From that time on, we relish the light and loathe the darkness.

Through contact with Him, we absorb that light, embracing it and eventually reflecting it. We “glow in the dark ‘till the Lord returns,” (Andy Mineo, Let There Be Light).

What about you? When the light of Truth exposes your filth, will you scurry back into the darkness or run to the only one Who can make you clean?

“. . . for at one time you were darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of light (for the fruit of light is found in all that is good and right and true), and try to discern what is pleasing to the Lord. Take no part in the unfruitful works of darkness, but instead expose them,” Ephesians 5:8-11.

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Who’s the Boss of Sex?

I love kissing my husband. I’d do it a lot more if he didn’t think that every time I kiss him I’m wanting sex. And though I’ve explained this concept to him many times in our nearly 29 years together, it’s something he just doesn’t seem to comprehend, regardless of his keen intellect. It must be a “man thing.”

The next words out of my mouth were going to be, “Believe me, if I want sex I’ll let you know!” when it dawned on me—“Who died and made me the boss of when we have sex?” That question led to this post—a bit controversial, perhaps, because it’s about that s-e-x word, but there it is!

Making love sets your relationship with your husband apart from every other relationship. It’s the one thing you do together that nobody else has! As such, it’s a special expression of your love, respect, and God-given earthly passion. This connection is vital to the way we react to each other overall. Its tenderness is a physical manifestation of the love you have for each other.

In most of the couples counseling we’ve done, we’ve noticed a trend that the wife is usually the one who calls the shots regarding the frequency of sex—she controls how often her husband “gets” to have sex! Because of that, more husbands are feeling deprived at a time when nearly everything in this world entices them to stray—in their thoughts, if not in reality.

As long as both partners enjoy their sexual relationship to the same degree, there’s usually no problem. They are each other’s object of desire and rest fulfilled in the intimacy they share. The problem occurs when the wife doesn’t feel that way and begins to refuse sex for many reasons:

  • Exhaustion.
  • Headache or other malady.
  • Too busy.
  • A diminished libido.
  • Resentment has erased her desire for intimacy.
  • And the list goes on and on.

So I’m not really speaking here to the ones who have no problem with this. I’m addressing the ones who do—and may or may not realize it.

Don’t get me wrong, ladies. I know your husband’s timing can stink sometimes. At those times, you just want to say, “Now? Seriously?”

Yet, we marry men. We don’t marry little boys needing correction. And we want our men to be . . . well, men! Do we really want men who allow us to completely determine the frequency of their sex life? Do we want them that domesticated?

Most of the time, both parties are “in the mood for love.” But let’s face it, ladies. Depending upon what’s going on in each of our lives, it could be weeks between lovemaking if we had sex only when we were in the mood. Is that fair to our husbands? And is that our role in the eyes of the Lord? Are we to dole out sex to our husbands as we see fit?

I Corinthians 7:1-5 speaks clearly to this issue. “Now concerning the matters about which you wrote: ‘It is good for a man not to have sexual relations with a woman.’ But because of the temptation to sexual immorality, each man should have his own wife and each woman her own husband. The husband should give to his wife her conjugal rights, and likewise the wife to her husband. For the wife does not have authority over her own body, but the husband does. Likewise, the husband does not have authority over his own body, but the wife does. Do not deprive one another, except perhaps by agreement for a limited time, that you may devote yourselves to prayer, but then come together again, so that Satan may not tempt you because of your lack of self-control,” (emphasis added).

What? Am I saying sometimes you might need to have sex with your husband even if you’re not in the mood? Yes! I’ve actually had sex when I’ve not felt 100% well, when I’ve had a headache, when I’ve had something else I’d rather do, when I’m not in the mood, and when I’m exhausted. That’s not because my husband is insensitive—he is very sensitive to me. It’s because I cared more about his needs than my own. And it didn’t kill me. How about that? But you know what it did do? It honored my husband, and therefore, honored God.

Not that I’m the standard, by any means. I’m imperfect. My attitude in the first paragraph demonstrates that. But I do love my husband and I’m an advocate for other women to examine their own attitudes and behaviors to see if they may have a wee problem in this area.

Before the hate mail starts coming in from wives everywhere, and thank you cards by the thousands from their husbands, let me end by clarifying it this way. In an ideal world, we would both be equally motivated to have sex every time. But we don’t live in an ideal world. Sometimes one or the other of us may be called upon to do something because we care more about our spouse’s needs than our own. Imagine that!

It’s true that the husband needs to be considerate of his wife in regard to his desires. But ladies, we must not emasculate our husbands by taking away their rights and forcing them to repress their desires. Love seeks to please. We understand this for the first six months of marriage. Let us remember it for the rest of it, as well.

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Spiritual Warfare is Real

Spiritual warfare is not a fantasy. It’s real. It happens every day in the lives of each believer. The problem comes when we don’t recognize it.

Two events hit me the same week to cause me to meditate about what I know to be true about life—that it really is a battle between good and evil.

#1. I watched War Room.

#2. I read James Rubart’s book, Soul’s Gate.

War Room is a movie I’d strongly encourage every believer to see. Before I saw it I was told, “It will energize your prayer life.” It did. Prayer takes on such a strong role in this movie that it should have its own credits at the end. This movie reminds us that the warfare is real, and that we are Christian warriors—and through prayer and application of the truths in scripture, we can fight against Satan as such. We can be strong warriors against this foe, not because we’re so strong ourselves, but because Christ has already won the victory and it is through HIS power that we can overcome.

Soul’s Gate will not be for everyone. I’m not entirely sure what genre it falls into, but I suppose Christian fantasy would be the closest. Rubart’s first book, Rooms, is my favorite of his work, so far, and was a tough act to follow. Soul’s Gate, though it didn’t surpass Rooms, was still a good read. In Soul’s Gate, he takes the concept of spiritual warfare and puts it in physical form using some of the supernatural accounts in the Bible as his launching pad. We could call it spiritual supposing. Perhaps he asked himself, “What would it look like today if we could do these things? What would it look like today to leap into a battle for souls?” This book was the result of that supposition.

Like War Room, it takes the battle between good and evil and reminds us that we can overcome—that we already have the armor and weapons for battle, and through the strength of the Holy Spirit we can fight the good fight.

*****

“Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the forces of evil in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand firm,” (Ephesians 6:10-13.)

 

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Lunatic, Liar or Lord!

C. S. Lewis, in his book, Mere Christianity, said, “I am trying here to prevent anyone saying the really foolish thing that people often say about Him: I’m ready to accept Jesus as a great moral teacher, but I don’t accept his claim to be God. That is the one thing we must not say. A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic — on the level with the man who says he is a poached egg — or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God, or else a madman or something worse. You can shut him up for a fool, you can spit at him and kill him as a demon or you can fall at his feet and call him Lord and God, but let us not come with any patronising nonsense about his being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to. … Now it seems to me obvious that He was neither a lunatic nor a fiend: and consequently, however strange or terrifying or unlikely it may seem, I have to accept the view that He was and is God,” (pg 54-56).

Several years ago, I heard a preacher paraphrase this quote in one of his sermons. I found it rather shocking. But it stayed with me.

Its logic cannot be refuted. There is no doubt that Jesus actually lived upon this earth. Ever since, however, a controversy exists about who He was. This man made outrageous statements that shocked and amazed people of that day. He said things like,

“’Believe in God; believe also in me. . . .

I am the way, and the truth, and the life.

No one comes to the Father except through me,’” John 14:1, 6.

and

“’I am the resurrection and the life.

Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live,

and everyone who lives and believes in me

shall never die,’” John 11:25-26.

 

Outrageous! Right? His words still shock and amaze people today! But those of us who believe in Him, know them to be true.

Lunatic. Yes, if anyone but Jesus had made the same statements and claims that He did, we would consider them a lunatic—self-deluded, at best. Was Jesus a lunatic? Read the gospel accounts of His life, death and resurrection found in Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, then ask yourself that question. My conclusion is that Jesus was not a lunatic, but the sanest man who ever lived!

Liar. If He was sane—and therefore, not a lunatic—then perhaps He committed the most dastardly, large-scale fraud in history. Was He a fraud? A liar? Was His purpose in life to mislead the masses? I challenge you again to read the gospel accounts of His life before you answer that question. After a careful reading, I think you might agree with me that Jesus Christ was not a liar, but the most trustworthy man who ever lived!

LORD! If, then, Jesus was not a lunatic or a liar, there is only one possibility—that He was who He said He was! He was and is the Son of God, King of Kings and Lord of Lords!

C. S. Lewis just might have been on to something when he wrote this argument. Shocking. But true.

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