The Crime of Living Cautiously

cafe.jpgNo, these are not my words.  Rather, this is the title of a book of poems by Luci Shaw.  The full title is The Crime of Living Cautiously: Hearing God’s Call to Adventure.  I’ve not read the book. But, the title would be worth the price of the book.  Maybe this is because I am so encouraged by people who refuse to live cautiously.

 

On Tuesday evening, Charlotte and I went to a dinner hosted by our local chapter of Christian Women’s Job Corps.  This is a fairly new organization in our area.  It is staffed by some very fine people.  Christian Women’s Job Corps is an organization that works with women who are in need of help so they can get a job and support themselves financially.  The women this organization works with are often poor, have no job skills or education, or have experienced other big hurdles in life.

 

These women go through a ten-week training program.  They are taught computer skills, life skills, interview skills, etc.  There is a daily Bible class as well as a time to look at their personal strengths and weaknesses.  Following this ten-week class, each woman has a mentor with another woman in the community for one year.

 

A number of their graduates, as well as some present students, were at this dinner.  Two of the graduates spoke.  I was struck by how many hurdles each one of them had faced and how they relied on God to get them through.  I mention this because these women refused to live cautiously.  Instead, they enrolled in this program and dared to risk. 

 

Risk is a part of our faith-walk.  Risk is a word I typically associate with people like Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.  Risk is a short description of the lives of the people mentioned in Hebrews 11.  Over and over, the writer describes these people by their faith in God.  Their faith was not just the subject of a class discussion or sermon.  Rather, it was the story of their lives.

 

This morning (a Thursday), I am feeling "cluttered."  Maybe you can relate to this.  It is kind of like ordering a combo platter of feelings.

 

  • Some frustration.
  • Some fatigue.
  • A good sense of anticipation regarding the future.  A feeling of encouragement as a result.
  • A sense of satisfaction as a result of some conversations with a couple of friends.
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Far too often, I have allowed whatever platter of feelings I have to rule the day.  If I am up, it is going to be a good day!  If I am down, it is going to be a not so good day.  If I have a mix of feelings — the combo platter, who knows what the day will be like.  Not a good way to live. 

 

I want to trust God with my day.  My feelings are real and they are important.  But, I don’t want them to rule as if they were in complete command of my life.  God — the living God — is active and involved in my life.  You and I both can dare to trust his care, his love, and his desires.  You and I can learn what it means to walk by faith.  Imperfectly?  Yes.  Inconsistent at times?  Yes.  But, we continue to depend on him. 

 

There is not adventure in living cautiously.  That can simply be an effort to remain in control.  Risk is all about trusting God — no matter how I feel when I begin my day.   

The Heart I Want: Generosity (3)

You’ve seen this person.  Maybe you’ve known her or him.  Generous is not exactly the word that comes to mind when you think of this person.  It’s not about money.  No, it is about a spirit or an attitude in this person.  This man or woman seems to have a heart that is rooted in greed. 

 

This person may show little interest in your life.  He has a way of turning most dinner conversations back to himself.  He may see life in his town, city, school, or company as the center of the universe.  I once knew a family who moved to several different locations over the course of a few years.  It was interesting how each location became "the" place to live.  Every other place just seemed to be lacking.

 

Greedy people can be very nice and very pleasant.  You just need to know that you will not find very much generosity in these people.

 

  • Greedy people are not liberal with praise–especially for those who seem to be "ahead" of them.
  • Greedy people keep score.   They look at others around them and become concerned if they "get behind."
  • Greedy people do not lavish forgiveness.  Nope–they have a way of remembering in great detail who did them wrong.
  • Greedy people are not active in building others up.  Rather, they passively wait for others to build them up.
  • Greedy people do not give money with joy.  They often want to know there will be some kind of payback. 
  • Greedy people do not exude grace.  Instead, they have a way of critiquing everyone around them.

Living as a greedy person is to live in a small world.  This small world has "self" as the center of its existence.  In the end, a greedy person’s heart is small and cold. 

 

A number of years ago, our church had a worship service in which the children of our church were highly visible.  This was a special occasion which we knew the children would enjoy.  At some point during the day, one woman remarked, "Well what about people my age?  Why doesn’t anyone notice us?" 

 

I really understand the concern.  Because I have asked it in one form or another.

 

"What about me?"

 

When we focus on ourselves, our greedy hearts have a way of seeing everything with self at the center.  So, the question keeps coming.  "What about me?"

 

God has called us to have a large heart.  He has called us to have his heart which is rooted in generosity.  I want to know that my interaction with people reflects generosity and not greed.  I want to know that when people come away from being with me, they don’t remember a guy who was caught up in himself and in his little world. 

 

I think this has some real implications for my day, my week, and my life in general.  For those of us who follow Christ, this is a call to ask ourselves, "Am I more about generosity or am I more about greed?"

 

Might be worth thinking about.  Believe I will. 

The Heart I Want: Generosity (2)

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What is a generous person like? 

Right now I am thinking about some generous people I’ve noticed through the years.  These people, in a variety of ways, model generosity.  As I think about some of these people, here are some qualities that I’ve seen.  (This is a composite of several people.)  These people are:

  • Generous with their forgiveness.  (They "let it go" and move on.)
  • Generous with their attention.  (They seem to focus on others and not themselves.)
  • Generous with their praise.  (They notice and affirm people regularly.)
  • Generous with their encouragement.  (They have a way of communicating confidence.)
  • Generous with their time.  (Often, they are very busy people and yet they give you their time.)
  • Generous with their money.  (They are not known for being tight and stingy.)
  • Generous with their kindness.  (They do things for others as a result.)
  • Generous with their thoughtfulness. (They do nothing that might humiliate another.)

What makes these qualities attractive?  They are God-like.  And–is he ever a generous God!

What makes these qualities almost radical?  They reflect a life that is focused on others and not on self.

What makes these qualities difficult?  Fear.  Our hesitancy to let go of ourselves.  We may not trust God with this much of our lives.

Today, I am praying for a generous heart.  I am praying that my life today will reflect more of what I just wrote instead of the heart of a grasping, fearful man. 

Maybe worth thinking about.

The Heart I Want: Generosity (1)

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Yesterday, I was in Dallas with a friend and heard Joe Stowell, former President of Moody Bible Institute, speak.   In one of his talks, he spoke of being a generous person versus being a person of greed.  His use of these two words ("generosity" and "greed") went way beyond money issues.  Rather, these words describe a spirit, a disposition, and a way of living on many fronts.  In essence, these words describe a person’s heart. 

 

Some of us have a generous spirit.  Basically,  we reflect the character of God.  After all, God is a generous God.  Others of us have greedy hearts. In other words, regardless of what we are doing, we tend to focus on ourselves and our desire for more.

 

I’ve been thinking about this since my friend and I returned to Waco last evening.  I want to be a generous person.  But–I want to have a generous heart because I want to be like God.  For example, I want to be generous with mercy.

The world can be such a hard, mercy-less place.  Perhaps you can relate to this scene.  It is a hot afternoon.  Cars are lined up at a stoplight.  The light turns green.  One car does not begin moving the split second the light turns green.  The guy behind this car lays on the horn and looks very irritated.  The same kind of thing happens at work and in retail stores every day.  Many people treat others without generosity.  "You either respond correctly immediately or I will react negatively!"  Wow…

 

People can be really hard on one another.  Perhaps the cashier at Target is new.  She seems to be fumbling around with the keys at the check-out stand.  Maybe she doesn’t know how to enter the code for a certain item I am buying.  She asks another employee for help and then sheepishly apologizes to me, the customer, explaining that she is new.  How will I handle this?  Will I sigh deeply and  show my impatience?   Or, will I remember that God is generous with his mercy and I need to be generous with mercy as well?

 

I want to be generous today because God is a generous God.

  • God is generous with his love.  He loves the "world" in general (John 3:16) and yet he loves me (and you) in particular.  How generous!
  • God is generous with his grace and mercy.   He is described as one who is "rich in mercy" even when we are dead in our "transgressions and sins" (Ephesians 2:4).  How generous!
  • God is generous with his Holy Spirit.  He has given his "forever presence" to every believer.  God’s forever presence (the Holy Spirit) was "…poured out on us generously through Christ Jesus, our Savior" (Titus 3:6).  How generous!

One of the most attractive characteristics a person can cultivate is generosity.  People who are generous with love, mercy, service, patience, etc. will be attractive because they reflect the very character of God.  After all–God is an attractive God.  Come to know God and you will want to know more of God.  Like David, you will want to "…gaze upon the beauty of the Lord" (Psalm 27:4).

How generous of God.

Making the Most of an Ordinary Day

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Tomorrow, I will drive my parents to Arkansas.  We will go to Wilmar/Monticello, the southeastern part of the state where my mother grew up.  It has been years since I have been there.  But I look forward to going.  I have a lot of very good memories of going there as a child.  In particular, I enjoyed being there on Christmas. 

 

My grandparents lived in a white frame house on a two lane highway coming into Monticello.  They had a garden, a barn, a shed–all sorts of places where a city boy could explore.  I have wonderful memories of riding on the tractor with my grandpa.  At other times, he would take us to the woods.  He ran a lumber mill and seemed to know about every kind of tree.  I remember cold Decembers, riding in his pickup truck.  With the deaths of my grandparents, all of those memories seemed to come to an abrupt stop.

 

At the time, I did not realize that we were making important and significant memories.  I did not realize that one day I would look back and wistfully long to experience these moments again.  No–at the time I was just living.

 

Today, I suspect the same is happening.  Today I will just be living.  But–it could be that I will make some memories as well.  It could be that some of this "ordinary living" will actually turn out to be very significant.

 

As I think about today, I don’t want to be overly focused on the past or consumed by what will happen in my future life on this earth.  I do want to be very present in ordinary life.

 

As I think about the last few weeks, they have been ordinary in many ways.   That is, they are very similar to many other weeks:

  • Time spent in conversations with people about their children, their aging parents, sicknesses, etc.  I’ve talked in my office with a number of people.  On the telephone with a concerned parent.  A number of e-mails in which people expressed concerns and issues that were deeply personal
  • Time spent being with Charlotte.  Talking on the telephone with Christine, Phillip, and Jamie (my children and son-in-law).  Being with special friends.
  • Time spent mowing, weed-eating, dealing with loose insulation in the attic, and paying bills.

 

Ordinary stuff.

At the moment, I am sitting at my desk at home.  I am looking at a small clock on my desk.  The second hand sweeps around the face of the clock every 60 seconds.  At some point, the clock in my life will come to a halt.  Life on this earth will be over for me.  I know–we all know this.  Many of us just don’t think about it very much. 

 

How will I live in the meantime?  How will I deal with the ordinary moments of life?  Will I consciously live in the presence of God, even in the most mundane moments?  Will I be open to however God wishes to redeem the ordinary moments of my life?

Just thinking about this today…

 

Pay Attention

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Today, I am off.  Am I ever glad!

This has been a long week.  (Yes, I remember that Monday was Labor Day.  But–even a "short" week can end up being very long.)

Lots of people.
Lots of tasks.
Some frustration.
Some disappointment.
Moments of joy.
Moments of satisfaction.

Today, I need to be attentive to replenishing.  I’ve learned to pay attention to what I’m sensing.  I’ve learned to not ignore tiredness.  Oh, I used to.  I thought that if I was very tired, it was important to just keep working hard.  Of course sometimes that may be necessary.  However, to ignore a warning sign is not the wisest thing to do.

It’s sort of like the person who is driving and  sees that he is low on gas.  What is he going to do?  He can stop as soon as he sees a place with gasoline and refuel.  Or, he can do what many people do and see how long he can go on empty.

I think I’ll refuel today.  I really don’t care to see how long I can go on empty.

For me, refueling today will mean a combination of things:

  • Reading my Bible and praying.
  • Reading a portion of Darryl Tippen’s book,  Pilgrim Heart: The Way of Jesus in Everyday Life.
  • Working out.
  • Doing something completely unrelated to my normal workday (got it planned).
  • Doing something enjoyable with Charlotte this evening.
  • Talking with a friend on the telephone (started doing that last night).
  • Reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee.
  • Watching a football game sometime this weekend.

Nothing profound.  Nothing earthshaking. 

Yet, I’ve learned to be attentive to what is happening in my life.  I’ve learned to be attentive to where I am with my thinking, with my emotions, and with my body.  Paying attention to where you are and then dealing with it is not selfishness.  Rather, it is a part of good stewardship or management of the "self" God has given you.

When our children were small, I tried to be very attentive to them.  We played together a lot.  But–there were times when I would tell them that I was about to go on a short run and we would play more when I got back.  I can remember telling them, "I will be a more fun Daddy if I can run first."  I would get back from the run refreshed and we would play.  Now obviously there were times when we played whether I needed a nap or a short run or not.   However, I did want them to see that I took care of myself and they benefited.

Pay attention today and deal with where you are today so you can prevent completely running out of gas later.  I’ve learned this the hard way.  Maybe you have too.   

Staying at Home

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Last night, Charlotte and I were taking the trash cans to the road.  The garbage pick-up guys come this morning.  For some reason, as we walked in the darkness back toward the garage, I said, "You know, we don’t have little children anymore."

 

Every once in a while, I long for the days when they were little.  When we were all together in our house.  I’ve known other people who every once in a while begin to feel wistful about the home in which they grew up.  They say that on occasion they would like to go back home and be a kid again.

 

In Lynn Anderson’s book Longing for a Homeland, Lynn reminds us that home is not a place.  Nor, is it a people.  After all, people don’t stay with us.  Children grow up.  Others eventually die.  Yet, many of us wonder if we can’t come to a place in life where just the right relationships with people will do away with loneliness forever.  He quotes Henri Nouwen (one of my favorite writers):

 

We desire to break out of our isolation and loneliness and enter into a relationship that offers us a sense of home, an experience of belonging, a feeling of safety, and a sense of being well connected.  But…when we are lonely and look for someone to take our loneliness away, we are quickly disillusioned.  The other, who for a while may have offered us an experience of wholeness and inner peace, soon proves incapable of giving us lasting happiness, and instead of taking away our expectation that another human being will fulfill our deepest desires, the pain grows even greater when are confronted with the limitations of human relationships.  (Nouwen, Here and Now, pp. 124-125)

 

Do you relate to this?  I look back to wonderful memories:

  • When Charlotte and I were with a young church and everything seemed so fresh and new.
  • The sound of my grandmother (Searcy, Arkansas) humming and singing at 4:30 AM as she cooked her breakfast.  As I write this, I can almost smell bacon and eggs.
  • Hearing a screen door slam behind us as we walked out of the house with my grandpa (Monticello, Arkansas).  It was December and usually cold.  We were about to get in his pickup truck and head toward the fireworks stand.
  • Being with our small children at Christmas.  Hearing their laughter.
  • Being with some of our closest friends in times that seemed less complicated.

 

What happens?  Well–people grow up.  They move.  They die.  Things change.

 

These moments never stay the same.  I’ve learned they are like snapshots.  These moments are here and then they are gone.

 

The one home that remains is the presence of God.  Or as Lynn writes,

 

...home–real home–can be anywhere, any time.  Home is not so much being present somewhere as it is a presence that can go with us everywhere.  And yes, oh yes, it is still wonderfully possible to get back home again.  (Anderson, p. 122)

 

Today, I want to live with a sense of God’s presence–my real home. He will be with me everywhere.  I will never be more at home than when I am with him and he is with me.   He is unchanging.  His love is perfect.  In his presence, I can always be home.

Ever Feel Taken For Granted?

Thank_you_1 Silly question.  Like so many of us, I suspect you do.  Being taken for granted is the sense that you are really not appreciated or valued.

Maybe you’ve felt taken for granted by:

  • Your spouse.  Perhaps the "thank you’s" are rare, while the complaints are being expressed far too often.
  • Your children.  A child shows little appreciation for what you’ve done for him but complains strongly when you have not done exactly what he wants.
  • Your parents.  Maybe they show little interest in who you are as a person. 
  • Your friend.  You are the one who usually initiates anything that you do together. 
  • Your company.  You have high standards for your work but do not feel appreciated by those for whom you work.
  • Your church.  You have served in a variety of roles with little thanks. 

What would God’s list look like?  This morning, I think about how often he is taken for granted.  I think about how often I take him for granted.  At this moment, I would like to step in and declare that I am a very grateful person.  Grateful to God for every breath he has given me.  But–that wouldn’t be true.  Far too often I have taken God for granted.

Not good.   

After all, I certainly don’t like being taken for granted.  Yet, this happens to most of us and maybe quite often.  I can brood about this or just accept that even God experiences this.

Maybe by the grace of God, I can do what God does.  After all, he does not take his creation for granted but continues to love and sustain us each day.  I don’t want to take people for granted either.

  • I don’t want to take the woman at the cleaners for granted.
  • I don’t want to take the clerk at Target for granted.
  • I don’t want to take my wife or children for granted.
  • I don’t want to take the Crestview church for granted.
  • I don’t want to take God’s gifts for granted.
  • I don’t want to take God himself for granted.

I don’t want to take my life or the people in my life for granted because that is so unlike God.

Tomorrow, our daughter Christine will have been married one year.  She married a wonderful young man, Phillip.   They  are both committed Christ-followers.  I take none of that for granted.  And—I don’t want to ever take them for granted.  I want to appreciate Christine and Phillip and be thankful for who they are.  It is important that they hear that I appreciate them.  It is not enough to just think about it.

People are not mind readers.  If I appreciate someone, I really need to tell them.  Far too many people rarely hear a word of appreciation from their parents, their children, their church, etc.  How does that change?  It begins in my little corner of the world.

Today, I want to be grateful to God for who he is and for the many good moments I will experience today. 

Today, I want several people in my world to hear the words, "Thank you."

(I am also wondering, why do churches often seem to take people for granted?  Why is it that in some churches people rarely hear a "thank you"?  Maybe I’m off here, but I sense there are many in churches who really don’t feel appreciated.)

 

Keep It Simple–Life is Complicated Enough

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Yesterday, about mid-afternoon, I noticed that I was down.  Low.  Not real low, but low.  On a scale of one to ten, I was about a five. 

 

Now I don’t often notice these things right away.  But, for some reason I did yesterday.  I took a quick inventory of my thought world.  Hmmm. There were a couple of negative, troubling situations I had been dwelling on. It’s interesting that just being able to identify these and then put them in perspective actually helped the way I felt.  I think it was actually better to recognize what was behind a low feeling than to go throughout the day unaware.

 

Some people experience very little joy in their life with Jesus.   For some, that may be due to what is going on in their head regarding Jesus.  I wonder if some don’t feel burdened by it all, thinking that Jesus is basically measuring their lives against a list:  "101 Things Jesus Wants Done Today."  Of course, no matter how hard they try, they never measure up.  (But then there are people who do believe they measure up.  "We’ve got it right."  That is another story…)

 

Jesus once warned a group of people that their approach to God could be described as "straining out a gnat and swallowing a camel" (Matthew 23:24).  In other words, when they were about to eat their bowl of soup they became really concerned about a gnat in the soup.  In the meantime, a big hairy camel had his leg in the middle of the bowl.  They were ignoring what was big and obvious.

 

At this point, let’s stop.  Think about how you will live today.  Will you focus on the gnats or will you be attentive to what is much larger?  Will you focus on what is really important to Jesus today?  Jesus told the people of his day that they needed to be attentive to the "weightier matters of the law" such as justice, mercy, and faithfulness (Matt. 23:23).  Earlier in the same book he spoke of the two most important commandments of the law:  Love God–Love People (Matt. 22:37-40). 

 

Right now, I am at my desk at home.  It is early morning and I am enjoying a cup of coffee.  Soon, I will begin to get ready for work.  First, I want to think about how I am going to approach the day.

 

Today, will I focus on the things Jesus said were most important?  Or, will I get bogged down with lesser matters?

 

A few suggestions:

• Don’t start with a list (101 Things Jesus Wants Me to Do Today).  Start with what is located at the center–the most important matters.

•Love God.  Love people.  Practice the weightier matters – justice, mercy, and faithfulness.

•Then, look at the rest of Scripture in light of these priorities.

 

Today, I don’t have to complicate life.  Life is complicated enough on its own.  I want to keep what is most important to Jesus front and center in my life.  He has enabled me through his Spirit to do anything he wants done, especially the things that are most important to him.   

 

Jesus has given me great clarity about what it means to live as a human being.  He has a way of simplifying what I want to complicate. 

 

I’m glad he’s in charge.

 

Peeking into a Journal

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I am sitting in a room just off our kitchen.  It is the closest we have to an office in our house.  There is not much in this room.  A desk.  Another table.  A printer for the computer.  A book shelf.

 

On the second shelf are eight special books.  Most of these are black.   There are a variety of books on the other shelves, but these eight books stand out to me.  These books are some of my journals.  I don’t have them on the second shelf of this bookcase for any particular reason.  A few years ago, there were two or three of these books and the number has gradually grown.

 

There are actually many others journals which I have written through the years.  These have been stored away in boxes, old briefcases, etc.
I began keeping these journals many years ago.  I’m not sure why I started. 

 

I probably write in my journal three to four times a week.  I write my thoughts.  I make observations.  I attempt to express feelings.  Sometimes, I will describe an encouraging conversation or reading.

 

A few moments ago, I stopped writing this post and took all eight off the shelf.  I began looking through a few of them.  I read some of the entries.

  • I read about a conversation I had with a friend–an older, former minister who at lunch reflected with me on what he might do if he were preaching again.
  • I read an entry in which I described the discouragement I felt at the time over my work and several frustrations at our church.
  • I read a post which was written from a coffee shop in Vancouver, just down the street from Regent College.  I could actually remember the morning when I wrote that post.  I was at a conference and spent the first few hours of the day reading and writing in this journal.

 

These journals are full of the ordinary.  They are full of circumstances and situations.  Like John Baillie, I pray God will be at work in each situation in my life regardless of how special or how ordinary it seems.

 

The following is an excerpt from John Baillie’s A Diary of Private Prayer.

 

Teach me, O God so to use all the circumstances of my life today that they may bring forth in me the fruits of holiness rather than the fruits of sin.

  • Let me use disappointment as material for patience.
  • Let me use success as material for thankfulness.
  • Let me use suspense as material for perseverance.
  • Let me use danger as material for courage.
  • Let me use reproach as material for long suffering.
  • Let me use praise as material for humility.
  • Let me use pleasures as material for temperance.
  • Let me use pain as material for endurance.