Holidays

The Arm of God

It is Holy Week. Last night, we led our students in a Seder, the Passover meal which Jesus was observing with His disciples the night He was betrayed.

“But you aren’t Jewish.”

You are right, dear reader. However, as Christians, their history is ours. They lived in the roots of this Gospel. We live in its branches. There is beauty in remembering the early signs of the One who would save. All of scripture points to Jesus. He is first mentioned as the savior in Genesis 3. We see Him as Abraham obediently moves to sacrifice his own promised child. And we see Him again and again through the story of the Israelites. Perhaps the clearest evidence of Christ in the Old Testament is the beginning of Passover in Exodus 12.

Passover celebrates the past and looks to the future. We’ve addressed this remembering once before.

In a Seder, a child is to ask four questions that are given a broad answer which then unfolds with detail as the meal progresses. Here are the questions:

  • “Why do we eat unleavened bread, matzah, tonight instead of regular bread?”
  • “Why are we eating bitter herbs?”
  • “Why tonight do we dip our herbs twice?”
  • “Why do we recline while we eat this meal?”

And the short answer, on this side of the Resurrection, is, “Because, the Israelites, the children of God, were slaves in Egypt and all of us were enslaved to sin. God, by His great mercy and mighty hand, redeemed us, saved us from sin just as He saved the Israelites from Egypt.”

The meal is full of reminders of how this rescue played out. If blogs were books and I were a scholar, I would walk you though the entire meal. However, because I am no expert, I will share only what I have learned about the Passover lamb.

At the Passover table, there is a platter displaying all the elements of the meal. One of these elements is the shank bone of a lamb. It is called the Zero’a. The odd thing about this name is that it doesn’t mean bone or lamb. It means “arm”. It signifies the mighty arm of God. It is a phrase used throughout the Psalms as the writers celebrate the outstretched, the saving, the powerful arm of God. The Israelites recognized that the lamb was the arm of God rescuing them, pulling them out of bondage, sparing them the death of rebellion. They can claim it and we can claim it, “We were slaves but we were saved by the blood of the lamb.” The old never gives way to the new without judgement. So, the lamb who died took the judgement from the Israelites, and Jesus, the Lamb of God, took the judgment from us. In Isaiah 53, Jesus is the powerful arm of God, reaching out to save.

The Israelites had to completely identify themselves with the lamb. They had to be in the lamb (in a house marked by the blood of the lamb), and the lamb had to be in them. They were instructed to eat the lamb. It is this complete identification that allows them to walk in freedom. Be under the blood, and let the lamb be in your blood. Be covered by the blood of Christ, and Christ will live in you. This is our Passover instruction.

One other thing I want to highlight. The Passover Seder includes a song called Diaynu. It is a declaration that God is more than good because of what He has done for us. Parts of this song proclaim, “If He had judged Egypt but not their gods, it would have been enough. If He had split the sea for us but not allowed us to see the other side, it would have been enough. If He had given us the Torah and not taken us to a new land, it would have been enough.” The theme, for them and for us, is this, “We deserve nothing. Just a glance from Him is grace but He poured out abundant grace…He sent a Redeemer!”

And so, we part today with the closing prayer of Passover.

We are bound to thank, praise, laud, glorify, extol, honor, bless, exalt, and reverence Him, who performed for our fathers and for all of us these miracles. He brought us out of slavery into freedom. He brought us out of sorrow into joy. He brought us from mourning to celebrating, and from darkness into great light. He brought us from bondage to redemption. Therefore, let us sing a new song in His presence. Hallelujah!

Framework:2015

I’m a little late on the New Year’s blog post bandwagon, but sometimes you need a few extra days to get your bearings before you can send word out to the masses about your location.

Let me ask you a question. What is your approach to a new year? Do you make resolutions? Set goals?

I don’t make resolutions anymore. I don’t keep resolutions, as is evident if you look at the journal I was going to keep in my 30th year of life. The first five pages are full. The rest would appear that I vanished to that imaginary deserted island and being allowed only three objects, decided that my journal did not make the cut.

No, no more resolutions for me. For the last couple of years, I’ve chosen themes. I know. I know. You are wondering if “theme” is just a fancy word for another unkept “resolution”. Fair enough. But no, it is not. When I choose a theme, it consists of a Bible verse and a word. There are no actual actions or behaviors or habits set in stone.

The verse is usually one that I feel The Lord has given me as a promise, or an anchor. For example, my theme verse for 2014 is hanging next to my desk. Psalm 65:11, “You crown the year with bountiful harvest, even the hard pathways overflow with abundance.” It’s such a beautiful promise, and one that He kept this past year, in both obvious and mysterious ways. I almost hate to change it out for my new verse because I want to just claim abundance everyday.

However, the time has come for a new theme and this year it is Zechariah 9:12, “Return to your stronghold, O prisoners of hope; today I declare that I will restore to you double.”

Prisoners of hope.

I love that! I chose this verse because, sometimes, we can get bogged down by the past, by mistakes and habits that we can’t seem to shake. But ultimately, we are not captives without hope. Our chains have been broken and when we rely on the Lord, He promises our joy will be fully restored. Anything the enemy has stolen from us, Our Stronghold, Our Father will restore two-fold. We tend to define ourselves, our lives, by our chains. We live into our past captivity rather than into the present and future hope of our freedom in Christ. And the truth is that it is both. As Zechariah suggests, we are not yet completely free, and yet we are. Our chains are part of our story, but our hope is our ultimate story. Good stuff, isn’t it?

On to the second part of my 2015 theme: A word. Since I recently wrote about it, you probably are not surprised that my word is “adventure”. Remember this?

Adventure is not an event. It is an attitude. It is showing up every day, watching for and entering into the risks of relationships, of unknowns. It is giving away your last $20 to someone when you aren’t sure where the next $20 will come from. It is loving your family member that doesn’t know how to receive love. Adventure is asking for help again when the last 10 times you have been burned. Being brave is holding on to the vision that The Holy Spirit has delivered to you even when the voices of logic say it’s crazy…or reckless. Adventure is stepping into difficult things.

And now, with my theme verse and word, I have a framework for the choices I will make in 2015. Am I living into the promise of Zechariah 9:12? Am I approaching each day with an adventurous heart? So, some of those resolutions I used to make… The question is no longer “How long will I last this time?” No. The question becomes, “Does my current choice fit within my framework?”
Would a prisoner of hope, an adventurer sit here and watch Netflix or would she create something, learn something? Would a brave woman who is shaking off the chains that once were shackled to her feet, wait for someone to invite her to something or would she reach out to new people, to distant friends, even to the ones who have left scars? Maybe it’s even as simple as, “Does this framework support my lack of desire to clean the kitchen? I have to check over and over again, because somedays, the answer may be, “YES! Leave the dishes and go be outside!” But most often, I’m guessing, the response I will hear from The Spirit that lives in me is, “No. I know it’s easier to be lazy. But that is not the way a woman of valor lives. And you, Erin, are a woman of valor. Put on some music, dance, and clean those plates. You are loved!” (I think The Spirit always ends conversations with “You are loved.”)

I’m not a fool. I know I will fail at times, but the framework will not. In the same way that a homebuilder assembles the framework of a house and creates a certain space for where each room will be, I have a framework for my year. The furnishings may change. The pipes might even burst, but the framework is steady.

Maybe you are fed up with resolutions too. Right on. There are no rules about how you will define your life in the new year. Maybe you need to be done with resolutions. Maybe, instead, it would work better for you to find a framework. What will it be for 2015? What promise will you cling to? What type of person will you be? And, who will remind you of these things on the hard days?

And remember, no matter what your approach, no matter how long you last or how often you fail, you are loved.

 

A Christmas Eve Prayer

Gracious, loving, and merciful God. Those lyrics from “O Little Town of Bethlehem hold so much meaning…The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

Just as it was at the first Christmas, this is a time for many filled with heartache. We have seen division, hatred, darkness this year globally and for many, personally. And so, Christmas is marked by pain, loneliness, fear, and confusion. But, you are familiar with this sorrow. At the time of your arrival as a baby, the world was full of these things. Parents were losing children because of a government that was threatened by the promise of you. A young girl was facing rejection because of her choice to be obedient. Her family was turned away because their presence made people uncomfortable. Your people, The Israelites, had been waiting for a word from you for 400 years.

And your answer to their heartache was for The Word they waited on to be wrapped up in flesh. The one who had been the agent of creation, who had been and still holds all things together, left his throne to become man. We are grateful that you never gave up being God, but that you did see fit to also become like us, to step into skin, into the mess we made of your perfect creation…and by being both God and man, you created the possibility for us to be reconciled with our Creator.

This is the beauty of Christmas. That, at just the right time, according to Your plan, Father, you sent your Son, to become like us. To walk among us. To feel pain, loneliness, fear, confusion. Not to fix our mess from afar but to walk with us in it. The story of Christmas without the context of Easter is lacking. We have hope not only because you put on flesh and came as a little baby, but because you lived a life we had no hope of living, you chose to face death on our behalf, and you conquered death when you rose again. Your birth, life, death, and resurrection, gave us hope and it continues to give us hope.

We pause now and ask that you would breath hope into the hurting places we carry with us tonight and pour your light into the darkness that seems so heavy in our world right now.
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Thank you that joy is possible even in sorrow because we have a high priest who knows what it is like to walk this road. Thank you that joy is possible because you have defeated the power of sin and are still offering new life to those who believe. Thank you that there is reason to celebrate now and every day because you came to reconcile, you came that we might have life to the fullest. And that life is only found in you.

Just as you, Christ, came to dwell among men, all those years ago, You, Holy Spirit, dwell among us now. So when we seek satisfaction in things that will not satisfy, when we search for solutions that will not bring peace, remind us, that our satisfaction, and the ultimate solution invaded this world as a baby…and all authority rests on HIS shoulders. We can cease striving because He is sovereign. And while our God is not tame, He is good.

And Lord, we confess that all too often we find ourselves wrapped up in defending your character rather than reflecting your character. You have asked us to live out the beauty of Christmas in our lives, to follow your lead as we step into the hurting world around us. To love others, not because they value the things we value, but because we find common ground in our inability to rescue ourselves. We find common ground in our need for a Creator who became the creature so that we might find a place in the family of God. Help us, as your people, as a church, as individuals, to echo the beauty of Christmas all year long. The hopes and fears of all the years are still met only in you.

Amen