Kept safe in the care of the Great Shepherd

A line from the Scripture posted on Monday has not left me. I wonder if we might sit quietly today and celebrate the truth of six words.

Now may the God of peace— who brought up from the dead our Lord Jesus, the great Shepherd of the sheep (Hebrews 13:20)

That phrase, “the great Shepherd of the sheep,” can easily be missed in the broader context of this prayer, but as I said, those words would not leave me in the last two days and they just grow bigger and bigger as I think about them.

God created, and then His creation turned away from Him. But He did not leave it alone to whirl along to its doom. He came into His creation in the person of the great Shepherd.

The Shepherd came to gather His lost sheep, to care for them and love them deeply. And in the end, He laid down His life for His sheep.

But He did not abandon them. The God of peace brought our Shepherd back from the dead. He lives again, and all who hear the Shepherd’s voice today and heed His call to come back to Him, will find themselves in His tender care always.   

Once you were like sheep who wandered away. But now you have turned to your Shepherd, the Guardian of your souls (1 Peter 2:25).

The Shepherd Lord of Psalm 23 now lives here, with those who have heard His voice. 

He died to pay the price to make them holy before the righteousness of God.

His power reaches into every part of their lives and breaks chains and makes them strong.

His Spirit breathes His life into His sheep, creating His character and bearing His fruit.

He Himself sits as an advocate before God for those who belong to Him.

Nothing can separate His sheep from the Shepherd. 

This letter is from Jude, a slave of Jesus Christ and a brother of James.I am writing to all who have been called by God the Father, who loves you and keeps you safe in the care of Jesus Christ (Jude 1).

Who then will condemn us? No one—for Christ Jesus died for us and was raised to life for us, and he is sitting in the place of honor at God’s right hand, pleading for us (Romans 8:34).

Now may the God of peace make you holy in every way, and may your whole spirit and soul and body be kept blameless until our Lord Jesus Christ comes again. God will make this happen, for he who calls you is faithful (1 Thessalonians 5:23-24).

The Lord is my shepherd; I have all that I need.
Surely [His] goodness and unfailing love will pursue me all the days of my life, and I will live in the house of the Lord forever (Psalm 23:1,6).

Live today in peace, knowing that as a beloved child of God you are kept safe in the care of the great Shepherd.

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All Scripture from the New Living Translation. 

An eternal covenant with the God of peace

You know, just typing that headline above raises a longing in my heart and soul. We long for peace. We yearn for things sure and dependable. We ache for God. The eternity He has planted in us calls out to His eternity.

May I pray this prayer for you who are reading?

Hebrews 13:20-21 NLT:

Now may the God of peace—
who brought up from the dead our Lord Jesus,
the great Shepherd of the sheep,
and ratified an eternal covenant with his blood—
may he equip you with all you need
for doing his will.

May he produce in you,
through the power of Jesus Christ,
every good thing that is pleasing to him.

   All glory to him forever and ever!

      Amen.

The God of peace. Isn’t it good to know that He is the God of peace? Not the God of punishment, who will crush you because you have failed. Or the God of perfection, who demands the impossible. Or the God who is beyond and apart from us. He is the God who has come to live with us and bring us peace.

The One who raised Jesus from the dead, the God who has power that can defeat death, has extended the invitation to you: Come, I will make this covenant with you. 

He has not left us helpless and hopeless. The great Shepherd came to earth to gather in and care for those who belong to Him. And then the blood of the Shepherd sealed the deal. The covenant God offers is the covenant of grace, paying the penalty for your wrongs, adopting you, and giving you all the privileges of God’s own child.

This is an eternal covenant! It will not be revoked; there is no expiration date; He will not change His mind or alter the terms.

He bought you back from the kingdom of darkness to make you a part of His own kingdom.
He promises to equip you with all that you need to live the life He’s inviting you to live.
He will produce in you the good things that please Him.
What a covenant! There is no fine print that says you must deliver and you must produce. He will produce in your life those things that please Him.

You can never do that on your own. All of your own resources will not equip you sufficiently to do these things. You do not have the power. But God’s covenant with you promises that Jesus’ own power will flow through you and He will do it. Beyond our imagining!

And that covenant stands forever.

He is faithful and will do it. And the glory will all be His.

Amen.

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Loving the old life and losing the new?

Some of the disciples Jesus called “left everything” and followed Him immediately. I’ve often wondered what all they left behind. Families? Good jobs? Positions in the community?

But here’s a new thing to ponder: Think about everything they would have missed if they had declined Jesus’ invitation and said, “No, I just cannot.”

“I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat is planted in the soil and dies, it remains alone. But its death will produce many new kernels—a plentiful harvest of new lives. Those who love their life in this world will lose it. Those who care nothing for their life in this world will keep it for eternity. Anyone who wants to be my disciple must follow me, because my servants must be where I am. And the Father will honor anyone who serves me (John 12:24-26).”

Here Jesus is explaining the necessity of His death. Like a seed buried, His death would result in an abundant harvest of new life for all of us.

Did you notice that His servants must be where He is? They must follow Him even to the cross! We also must die, and that dying will bury a seed that will produce new life in an abundance we cannot even imagine.

 

Holding on to the old, we miss the new!

There is only one way to find the life that Christ died to give us—the free, vibrant, strong, productive life He promises to His followers. The way to that life is dying. We must give up our old lives to gain the new. Like the disciples who followed Him during His time on earth, we leave our old lives to follow Christ into the new.

There are many ways we do this. We make dozens of choices every day. Will we follow the path of our old selfish ways, or will we walk as a disciple of Jesus? His Spirit speaks to each of us, teaching us; He might be urging you to give up an old attitude or habit; He might be telling me it’s time to move away from a job or a relationship. Will we walk according to the Spirit or are we going to stick to our own ways? Are we willing to let the old life go so that we’re able to grab hold of the new?

Jesus warns that if we are unwilling to let the old die, we will completely miss the new life He has for us.

A sobering thought.

Imagine a fisherman declining Jesus’ invitation and staying home, content with his life as it was. Then he begins to realize, a few years after Jesus’ death and resurrection, what an opportunity he had turned down when he did not accept the invitation to be in the inner circle of the Son of God!

As long as we hold on to the old, as long as we love the old too much, we are that much in danger of losing the life that God has for us. The giving up of the old must be so total and so complete that Jesus used the word “dying.” It is not only our old lives but also our old selves that must die; they must be declared dead and buried deep.

But like a seed that is buried deep and soon ceases to be exactly the same thing that was put into the ground, this “dying and burying” results in a new life so different, so free, so much larger and more alive and more able to produce a desired product that no one even mourns the seed!

Yes. I am convinced of that. If we can let go of the old to take hold of the new, God’s promise is that we will find a new life so different and so big that we will never regret the dying and burying.

But if we love the old too much, we will lose all certainty of the new.

And there’s the rub. We have a difficult time giving up the old. If we desire to follow Christ, the old that must die might be cherished dreams or pet grudges. It might be false securities we’ve built around ourselves, or character traits that have been our automatic pilot for years. It could be a career we’ve spent years building. We even find it difficult to give up things that are destructive (like overeating or abusive relationships or unforgiveness) because, let’s face it, our old life is our comfort zone. And we do love our comfort zones!

I don’t think Jesus was throwing out words frivolously when he warned about loving the old life. He knows what a grip the old and familiar has on our hearts and minds. Think of Lot’s wife, who was warned to run away from her old life, run as fast as she could and not look back. We know the end of her story.

I have to ask myself: in what ways and at what decision points am I holding on to my old ways and missing out on the new life God has for me?

 

He is faithful!

The thing that trips us up is that the life we cling to in this world, whether good or bad, is known and thus seems much more secure (to our eyes and thinking) than giving it up for what God might give us. Aha! there’s the problem with our human thinking: that word might.

God is faithful! Might is not a word found in His promises. He will do what He says He will do. This promise of finding new life if you’re willing to die to the old is just as certain as all the rest of His promises.

Jesus has already said in a rather alarming way that if we hold on to the old we’re going to completely miss the new He can give us. That in itself is a strong warning to me. Yet He adds one more assurance, something for us to take into our hearts when we are fearful of getting up and leaving the old to follow Christ into the new life: “And the Father will honor anyone who serves me.”

I wondered, for a while, what that “honor” would look like. But such a question is just my human thinking wanting to quantify everything in earthly terms. Instead, when I hear Jesus say this now, I hear Him say, “The Father will do this. Give up the old; bury it and let it die. Dying is the way to find a new life, bigger and more free and more productive than anything you’ve ever dreamed of. Do it! The Father will give that new life to anyone who follows Me.”

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A Great Week on The Upper Road

Yesterday our small group leader closed the meeting with prayer and ended with, “Give us a great week.”

I’ve been thinking about great weeks and wonderful days and good lives. Does God interpret those phrases differently than we do?

I think so.

My idea of a great week is one in which I get all kinds of things accomplished (my own agenda, of course), things run smoothly with not too much frustration, and there’s only one rainy day. Maybe I’d even win the lottery.

God’s idea of a great week? He is still patiently trying to teach me what great weeks look like in His terms. Wonderful days are days when I get broader glimpses of His grace, His plans, His goodness, and His love. Great weeks are weeks that I pull closer to Him and then step out further in faith and trust. My reaching for a good life is my growing into His purpose for me, into my worship and my mission as His ambassador and representative in this little corner of His world.

And I’m finding that the smooth and easy roads do not take me to these places.

(sigh)

Yet I want God’s great week, not mine. Oh, how I want God’s great week!

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I’d like to introduce you to the writing of a friend, a child of God who loves the Lord and His Word. She writes poetry reflecting on many of the things she has learned from her Father, and she’s given me permission to share some of it with you. Her verse is always accompanied by Scriptures that have spoken the message.

Here’s one piece that reminds me how much I desire a great week, God’s version.

The Upper Road

I’ve traveled on the lowlands,
Congested, wide and flat;
I need the twisting upper road,
Where strong winds chase my hat.

The rocks are sharp and jagged,
The path cuts to the sky;
My heart reminds me why I came
“You said you want to fly.”

21 Set thine heart toward the highway … (Jeremiah 31)

3 And Moses went up unto God, and the Lord called unto him out of the mountain, saying, “I bare you on eagles’ wings… (Exodus 19)

31 They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles… (Isaiah 40)

13 Wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction…14 Narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it. (Matthew 7)

2 Let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob: and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths. (Micah 4)

1 He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most high shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. 4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust… (Psalm 91)

6 I called upon the Lord, 10 And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly: yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind. 33 He maketh my feet like hinds’ feet, and setteth me upon high places. 36 Thou hast enlarged my steps under me, that my feet did not slip. (Psalm 18)

9 If I take the wings of the morning, 10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. (Psalm 139)

C. Ann Gerber

Have a great week on the Upper Road !!

Discouraged. Waiting. Trusting. Rescued.

It was a tough week. A wandering and wondering week. Many battles between the old nature and the Spirit. Doubts. Debates. Turmoil.

The Dragon of Discouragement had breathed his fire all week, but by Saturday he tired of threats and stood ready to devour me whole. The last post on Eternity that I had planned … never took shape.

Sounds gloomy, I know. Don’t stop reading here, though.

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I find comfort in the Psalms. Not only do they remind me of the goodness and unfailing love of God, they also depict writers who are so much like I am—seeking God with all their heart, yet sometimes so utterly paralyzed or sabotaged by human weakness. Many of the prayers in the Psalms I can make my own.

Somewhere I had read that Psalm 40 was “the writer’s psalm.” But it’s also the social worker’s psalm, the bookkeeper’s psalm, the taxi driver’s psalm, the care giver’s psalm, the teacher’s psalm, the mother’s psalm, the father’s psalm, the friend’s psalm ….

So on Sunday morning I went to Psalm 40.

Every now and then, the Scriptures absolutely startle me. Yesterday, that happened again.

I waited patiently for the LORD to help me,
and he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair …  (Psalm 40:1-2a)

And I heard the word again, “Wait.”

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Have you ever heard someone describing an experience when the Lord’s direction came to them as clearly as if someone had actually spoken? One woman told me once, “It was as clear as if I’d heard a voice saying…”

The closest I’ve come to that was a number of years ago, also during a time of questions and agonizing. Then, the word came clearly: “Wait. See what I have for you. Wait.”

And here, at the beginning of the very psalm I was planning to read as my prayer and cry for help, was the same clear word. Even before my prayer came out, the Word spoke: “Wait patiently for Me.”

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There’s so much more in Psalm 40 that gives us comfort. Verse 3 talks about God giving us a new song, making us hymns of praise for what He’s done. Verse 4 exclaims that there is great joy for those who trust the Lord. Verse 5 looks backward to great things He has already done and forward to His plans for us, “too numerous to list.”

But for the present, for me in that hour, the word was “Wait.”

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Now when you wait for something, you expect it, you know it’s coming. Wait for God. Expect His rescue. King David had a whole lot of tough weeks; at times he was even so discouraged or frustrated that he felt God had forgotten him. But he always knew rescue would come. He knew that unshakeable hope is found in only one Person and one Place.

Let all that I am wait quietly before God,
for my hope is in him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation,
my fortress where I will not be shaken. (Psalm 62:5-6)

Wait quietly? I am much better at stewing and worrying and, really, getting quite carried away with my own fretting.

These words also came, this time from King Jesus: “Don’t let your heart be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me.” (See John 14:1)

There it is in a nutshell. That’s faith. “Trust me.”

He says Trust me when we are all too aware of our humanity, when our old nature rises up and stomps on our best intentions. He says Trust me when we are doubting, when we’re discouraged, when we feel too weak for the battle. He says Trust me when we’re haunted by the past, fretting about the present, or worrying about the future.

“Don’t let your heart be troubled. Trust in God; and trust me.”

That’s not just a last resort, clinging to a straw when we are desperate. Trusting Him is the ONLY place we can go to live fully the life He died to give us. Trusting Him is the ONE place He wants us to live.

“Just trust me.”

The assurance of my King comes while I wait quietly.

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