Casual Worship

“Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks.  John 4:23

Yesterday I heard someone say, “There’s no such thing as ‘casual worship.'”  I can’t stop thinking about those two words.  What is casual worship?  Is it more than wearing holey jeans and an old tee to church?  Let’s dig into it.

I always start my digs by going to Mr. Webster.  Casual: 1) without definite or serious intention; careless or offhanded.  2) seeming or tending to be indifferent to what is happening; apathetic.  3) irregular, occasional.

Next, I turn to Mr. Roget.  Casual: nonchalant, relaxed, blase, easygoing, lackadaisical, perfunctory, purposeless.

Usually, my next stop is at biblegateway.com to see where the word pops up in the Bible and then take that word and look it up in the original language (Hebrew or Greek).  However, the word “casual” isn’t in the Bible.  Huh.  I follow up by going to all my favorite Bible study and commentary sites and come up with nothing.  Hmm.

It seems that being nonchalant, lackadaisical and occasional doesn’t have a place in true worship.  Or anything else pertaining to an intentional walk with Jesus.  Speaking of Jesus, I can’t think of one time he was indifferent, offhanded or purposeless.  In fact, in light of the extreme measures He went to in order to save our souls, how can we even dare to offer a half-hearted, perfunctory (def: superficial, unenthusiastic) type of worship?

Let’s do the opposite!  Look up the antonyms!  May our worship this week be deliberate, intentional, motivated, purposeful, careful, passionate, fervent and full of spirit!  These are the kind of worshipers the Father is looking for!  May He find it in us!

Tests

Remember how the Lord your God led you all the way in the desert these forty years, to humble you and to test you in order to know what was in your heart.  Deuteronomy 8:2

When I was in school, tests were given in order to know what was in my head.  I was pretty good at memorizing lists of information the night before a biology exam.  Making up acronyms to help recall facts was kind of fun and I would pace back and forth across the living room reciting my secret codes until I had them all down.  (For instance, Fly Away Right Before Midnight = the vertebrates in the animal kingdom: Fish, Amphibians, Reptiles, Birds, Mammals.  Oh!   And ToMMY was a real fun guy – fungi – get it?  Toadstools, Mold, Mushrooms and Yeast. Hey, it worked for me – I remembered that one after 30-some years!)

The next morning I could walk into the classroom and regurgitate the data onto each correct blank; by afternoon, however, most of it was forgotten.  The system got me through high school with pretty good grades, but, unfortunately, not much real knowledge.

God’s tests are run a little differently.  He’s not as interested in what’s in our heads as much as what’s in our hearts.  And the only way to find that out is to spend some time wandering around in a hot, dry desert without food and water.  When we are in a position where we can’t make it on our own and our only hope of survival is complete dependence on God, it won’t be long before whatever is in our hearts comes leaking out: either grumbling and defiance or surrender and obedience.  It’s true: when you are being squeezed, whatever is inside will come out.

The Lord your God is testing you to find out whether you love him with all your heart and all your soul.  Deuteronomy 13:3

Rebellion

“I have seen these people,” the Lord said to Moses, “and they are a stiff-necked people.”  Exodus 32:9

Our women’s Bible study continues trekking through Exodus with Moses and all those “stiff-necked” Israelites.  That’s a term we don’t hear much anymore.  It means rebellious, stubborn, haughty, unbending, difficult, pig-headed.  The image of an ox unwilling to yield and refusing to put its head through a yoke by stiffening its neck captures the meaning of this word.  I happen to know a few “stiff-necked” people; in fact, I know one really well: me.

But what if I put that rebellious streak to good use?  Instead of rebelling against God and His great goodness, what if I rebelled against evil and sin and all the bad stuff in this world?  What if, when I’m tempted to give in to my flesh, I say, “You can’t make me”?  What if, when I want to fly off the handle and let some hurtful words fly, I say, “Self, I refuse to give in to you”?  What if we were pig-headed and became intensely difficult people for Satan to deal with?  What if our Enemy just got sick of us because of our rebellion against him?  Can you and I be stubbornly committed to following Christ and put that stiff neck to good use? 

“Take my yoke upon you and learn from me…for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”  Matthew 11:29-30

Perfection

“As for God, His way is perfect.”  Psalm 18:30

I like people with crooked teeth.  I enjoy being around women who don’t have a totally “put together” look.  I love my friends who have a few gray hairs and a few extra pounds.  It must be hard to be perfect – it just isn’t my thing. 

That’s why I didn’t mind when Christina Aguilera made a little mistake when singing the National Anthem at the Superbowl.  My goodness, how would any of us do singing a solo in front of 107.5 million people?  In ridiculously high heels, no less?  But this is what poor Christina faced before she even got “home of the brave” out of her mouth:

Christina Aguilera “mangled”, “botched”,  “goofed up”, made a “major mistake”, was a “disaster”, and “screwed up in the worst way”.  Those words must have made her mom mad.  I would have been. 

My younger daughter once sang the National Anthem at a high school football game.  When she finished, there was the usual applause that translated, “Let’s get this game started.”  But my husband and I looked at each other and said, “Wasn’t she great?!  She got a standing ovation!”  Never mind that everybody always stands up for the Star Spangled Banner and the clapping wasn’t really for her so much as for the team running out onto the field.  As parents we tend to see things differently, I guess.  It’s our right.

Mistakes are refreshing, in my book.  Goof ups are endearing.  I hope Christina blew it off.  I hope her mom told her not to listen to all that talk.  I hope we all face the fact that nobody’s perfect, except God. 

He is God and I am not.  What a relief.

Promised Land

I have always felt bad that Moses didn’t get to enter the Promised Land.  After all, he did spend 40 grueling years with a bunch of stiff-necked people in a desert.  Because of one little incident, Moses was disqualified and didn’t even get to reach his little toe over into the land of promise.

Evidently when God says, “Speak to the rock before their eyes and it will pour out its water,” and instead you speak to the people (“Listen, you bunch of rebels…”) and hit the rock not once, but twice – you’ve crossed the line.  Moses lost it, and God was dishonored in front of a million Israelites.  Frustration can push you over the edge sometimes.

Just before Moses died, God had him climb a mountain (again) and allowed him a panoramic view of the Promised Land.  Oh, how Moses must have longed to see the 40 year mission to its completion and lead a glorious march into Canaan.  But, a glimpse was all he got.  Which is why my heart skipped a beat when I read Mark 9:4, “And there appeared before them Elijah and Moses, who were talking with Jesus.”

Jesus had led Peter, James and John up a high mountain.  Suddenly, as Jesus began to transform before their eyes, Moses and Elijah appeared.  And where were they?  Smack dab in the middle of the Promised Land, that’s where!  By God’s grace, Moses finally made it!  Sure, it was 1,400 years later, but how sweet of God to allow Moses to stand on that mount with the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

“He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” Philippians 1:6

Up and Down Mt. Sinai

In the midst of the thunder, lightning and smoke of Exodus 19, there is a rather amusing side story.  I love it when the Bible strikes my funny bone; God does display a great sense of humor from time to time.

In this scene, Moses has led the Israelites to Mt. Sinai, the place God had told Moses at the beginning of his adventure to come and meet up.  Now, Mt. Sinai is no Mt. McKinley, but it was still a good mile and a half hike to the top.  The Israelites set up camp at the base of the mountain and 80 year old Moses started to climb.  He was probably keeping his eye open for any burning bushes during his ascent, since that’s how God spoke to him the last time he was in the vicinity.

Moses “went up to God” (v.3) and sure enough, God had a message for Moses to take to the people.  So, Moses “went back” (v.7) and delivered the message.  Then Moses took the people’s answer “back up to the Lord” (v.8).  God was pleased and gave Moses another message for the people.  After Moses “had gone down” (v.14), it wasn’t long before God “called Moses to the top of the mountain, so Moses went up” (v.20).  Are you picturing this?

Here’s the funny part.  Moses had just made his third trek up Mt. Sinai and God’s first words to him were, “GO DOWN and bring Aaron up” (v.24).  Up and down, up and down, up and down.  Isn’t that just the way it feels sometimes?  But Moses spoke not a grumblin’ word; instead the Scripture says, “So Moses went down” (v.25).

Aside from the fact that Moses must have been in pretty good shape for an 80 year old, what do you think was going through Moses’ mind as he went up and down that mountain three times?  Bible study ladies (and anybody else that wants to chime in) think about it this week and post your comments!

**Please see post titled “Mt. Sinai Mystery” published on October 19, 2012

Don’t Forget Your Parachute

The other morning, the 5:30 a.m. alarm set off a debate.  It went something like this:

Flesh:  Go ahead and stay in bed for another half hour.  You deserve it.  Besides, it’s still dark, and outside this nice comforter it’s c-c-c-cold.

Spirit:  But I need this time with God. 

Flesh:  You can get time with God later today.  Just nestle down in this warm, soft bed and sleep a little longer.

Spirit:  But I really like to start my day off right with prayer and devos.

Flesh:  Well, you can pray while you’re in bed, can’t you?   Take another fifteen minutes.  It won’t matter that much. 

Then, just as I was beginning to drift into dreamland, a picture burst onto the theater screen of my mind.  I was in an airplane, about to jump (only in my dreams!) and the pilot turned around and said, “Don’t jump without your parachute.”  “Of course,” I thought, “how stupid of me.”  Fully awake, I got up and hustled into the other room.  Flesh almost talked me into jumping into the day without my parachute. 

The Lord upholds all those who fall… Psalm 145:14

Remaining Steady

“As long as Moses held up his hands, the Israelites were winning, but whenever he lowered his hands, the Amalekites were winning.  When Moses’ hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it.  Aaron and Hur held his hands up – one on one side, one on the other – so that his hands remained steady till sunset.”  Exodus 17:11-12

Picture Moses on top of the hill, looking down on his people as they engage in warfare with the fierce Amalekites.  Imagine Moses raising the staff in his hands and seeing his people make advances in the combat.  But his arms get tired; when he puts them down for a moment, the momentum in the valley changes. Suddenly, his team of unseasoned warriors struggle to maintain their hold.  Up goes the staff, and the tide turns again.  But his arms get tired….  and so on and so on.

It’s a good thing Moses thought to bring along two buddies.  This was not a one-man job.  The longer the battle, the more support he needed.  And, oh, how we need each other.  Being faithful in prayer is hard work.  Charles H. Spurgeon wrote, “Joshua never grew weary in the fighting, but Moses did grow weary in the praying; the more spiritual an exercise, the more difficult it is for flesh and blood to maintain it.” 

How many battles have been lost because I have grown weary in prayer?  How many battles have been won because I have remained steady in prayer?  It’s a sobering thought.

There was another hill where a man was seen with arms upraised.  That was where the battle for you and me was won.  Instead of holding a staff, his arms were nailed to it so he couldn’t put them down, until the victory was complete. 

Consider him (Jesus) who endured such oppostion…so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.  Hebrews 12:3

Grumbling

Our women’s study is currently working through the book of Exodus.  This week we read about all the grumbling going on by the Israelite people in the wilderness. (Exodus 16)   One month after the dramatic parting of the Red Sea and deliverance from slavery, they looked back at the good old days in Egypt with nostalgia.  “There we sat around pots of meat…”   So when the food supply ran out, the grumbling began.  They grumbled against Moses and accused him of leading them out into the desert to starve them all to death.  But God heard all the complaining and took it personally.  Moses told the people, “You are not grumbling against us, but against the Lord.”

After coming down pretty hard on those wilderness wanderers, I began to wonder if I ever grumbled.  If?  Boy, was I in for a rude awakening.  The experiment began as I heard PB’s alarm go off at 4:45 a.m.  Now, I’m an early riser, but my hubby’s Friday morning routine is too extreme even for me.  Grumble.  An hour later, I went into the bathroom to find the toilet paper roll was empty.  Grumble.  When I came out to the kitchen, my son’s midnight snack debris was all over the counter.  Grumble. 

The toaster was set too high and my english muffin burned…..the dishwasher needed unloading……one of the socks I put on had a hole in it……grumble, grumble, grumble.  And I hadn’t even left the house yet.  Oh my.  Oh my goodness.  I wasn’t even close to being without food and water in the middle of a desert.  And was God taking my complaints to heart?  Are my murmurings, when I come right down to it, really a way to gripe against the One who is supposed to be in charge of the world?

Try it.  I dare you.  Keep track of how many times you grumble for a day.  Then try walking around in a desert for 40 years.

In With the New

Most days slip by; they are ordinary and plain.  Some days are heavy with significance and deserve our full attention.  Today is one of those.

I remember many New Year’s Eve celebrations with Grandpa O.  He and Grandma would invite friends and family over for a fun evening of games and good food.  But as the clock neared midnight, he would gather us all in the living room and Grandpa would “pray in” the new year.  I always loved hearing him pray, but especially on New Year’s Eve.  All of us sensed Grandpa’s deep love for God and listening to him give thanks for the year past and speak blessing into the year to come was truly hallowed.  I think we all felt that, no matter what the next year would bring or how badly we would mess up, at least we started it off right.

PB (my hubby, short for Pastor Blake) remembers when, as a boy, he would climb up in the church belfry and “ring in” the new year.  Walking through the dark, empty church at midnight was eerie; one’s imagination could run rampant climbing up the steps to the belfry.  He recalls grabbing the dangling rope, pulling with all his weight and being lifted right off the ground as the bell began ringing.  The Methodists joined in with the ringing of the Catholic and Baptist bells to announce the new year had begun.

We did not “pray in” or “ring in” 2011.  We went to a movie and went to bed early!  But today I am giving some serious thought to a new start, a fresh beginning.  I will start a new journal and make a list of goals.  I will pick out a Bible verse to pray for my children throughout the year and decide what to study.  I will choose a hymn to memorize and begin a new page of prayer requests.  In with the new!

For I am about to do something new.  See, I have already begun!  Do you not see it?  I will make a pathway through the wilderness.  I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.  Isaiah 43:19