Choosing To Live Past Temptation

May 24, 2017


“Choose your temptation.” At first glance, I missed the “breakfast” in the sign’s headline. I’m in queue at the Starbucks at the hotel where I’m staying this week. 

I think, “Interesting. Choose your temptation. I bet Jesus would have fun with that play on words.

I suppose we can choose that which will tempt us.

The real question is how do we recognize and respond to temptation.

I recognized that advertisement as a temptation to overeat. Now that I recognize the emotion as a temptation, I can make another choice. Maybe for health and keeping my waistline down. (I ate a nutrition bar in my room along with my Americano).

Some temptations are more difficult to recognize. It may take a while.

Wisdom is letting experience teach us to recognize temptation sooner.

Or we could pray “Lead me not into temptation.”

Write Things Down

May 23, 2017

The palest ink is better than the best memory. — Chinese proverb

The speaker was discussing being steadfast commenting on a passage from 1 Corinthians. He said something that provoked some thoughts. I need to make a note of that, I thought.

My everpresent notebook was on the floor unde my seat. It was a effort to reach under and retrieve it. Then fish the pen from my pocket. I’ll remember it, I told myself.

Ha!

By the time I remembered that I had something to remember, it was gone.

I was going to write on something related to being steadfast or holding steadfast or something like that.

Write things.

I once made all my notes electronically, except for a small Moleskin that fit in the back pocket of my jeans or slacks. Now I make all notes in a journal. Thoughts. Things to remember. Business interviews. Notes from press conferences. Notes from books and articles. Things I need to do.

When I fill a notebook, I go back through and copy unfinished business into the new notebook. I can sketch ideas graphically. I can draw mind maps. It is much freeer to write with a pen in a journal than to type into the Notes app of an iPhone.

Every few months, I’ll go back and skim through several old notebooks. It’s interesting to see my thinking from a year ago. Or things I’ve never done, yet.

Spiritual discipline? Yep. 

Personal discipline? Yes again.

Growth tool? For sure.

We joke about getting old and losing our memory. Actually, our memory is much worse at every age than we think it is. The worst evidence in a trial is eyewitness testimony.  Write it down.

If At First You Don’t Succeed, Try Six Times

May 19, 2017

Yesterday I wrote about second chances. How instead of pointing fingers at others, pay attention to how we have also sinned and been given a chance by God through grace.

Then I went out for my exercise and tuned into a podcast by John Fischer on BlogTalkRadio which was a conversation with Susan Burton.

Susan wrote a book about her experiences, Becoming Ms. Burton: From Prison to Recovery to Leading the Fight for Incarcerated Women.

She tells her story about going from grief to drugs to jail to release (6 times) until someone pointed her to people who would help her break the cycle.

She did, and went on to found an organization that helps other incarcerated women recover and find a better life.

It makes you wonder what we’re doing with our lives right now. Who could we be helping?

Some people believe that we are only put here on Earth to serve ourselves. But God seems to think that we should be serving others. Here is a story of a woman who was helped and is now a helper.

A Place of Second Chances

May 18, 2017

I don’t know about the rest of the world, but in America newspapers love to dredge up stories of past failures and sins of everyone they write about. If someone gets a new position with local visibility, you’re sure to read about the parking ticket they received 15 years ago. And especially worse misdeeds.

But in conversations, do we like to dwell on what others have done wrong in their past?

Do we forget that we all have done things–great and small–that we shouldn’t have? A stream of images just flashed through my consciousness of things I’m not proud of.

Are we willing to let it rest?

As a church fellowship, are we willing to admit people with a past? After all, that would be all of us.

When do we move on? When do we stop bringing up the past and live in the present moment?

We all need something of the Alcoholics Anonymous foundation–I screwed up, I recognize it, I own it, I’m living a new life one day at a time with the support of others.

We need to be the “others” lending support, not reminding everyone of the past.

It’s all part of our spiritual growth.

What If Jesus Appeared Among Us Like He Did Before

May 17, 2017

What if we were walking into a market square in a city or a mall or someplace similar and what if we ran into Jesus?

He’d be dressed more or less like us. But he’d stand out in the crowd for some reason. Probably personality.

And what if he touched someone and made them well right there in front of our eyes?

What if he gave us instruction and teaching just like he did as recorded in the gospels?

Would we follow him?

Somewhere aroung 130 years ago, Fyodor Dostoyevsky wrote a novel called The Brothers Karamazov. Read it, but don’t watch the movie. Within the novel is a story.

Jesus visited Spain during the Inquisition. The Grand Inquisitor (a Roman Catholic Cardinal concerned with purity of the faith as he knew it and probably also concerned with personal power) heard about some guy going around healing and teaching. 

He had him arrested and thrown into jail. Then he visited Jesus in jail. He told him he should never have come back. People really didn’t want freedom and spirit. What they really wanted was their daily bread and security. He says, you know I’ll have to kill you all over again. We can’t have someone running around filling the people’s heads with your teaching. We have the Church to think about.

What if we met Jesus today? I mean, in the flesh. Person to person. Would we follow him? Or would we join the crowd killing him?

Gratitude Is A Choice And An Attitude

May 16, 2017

So much of life is a choice.

We may not choose what comes at us. We certainly choose how we respond. Rather, I should say we can choose how to respond. Or, we can let our emotions choose for us. And lead us into a downward spiral like a bathtub draining or a toilet flushing.

We discover that waking up early and taking a few moments to focus on gratitude for that which we have starts us with the right attitude for health and success.

That is why we start with God who created the world and provides for us.

And people who have helped us.

And our abilities that we can use to serve others.

And food and shelter for those of us who have.

This keeps us mentally, emotionally, and spiritually balanced.

When The Power Goes Out

May 15, 2017

Very unusual in this part of the world–I awakened to more darkness than customary. Hmm, the power was out. No electricity.

My small electronic devices were OK. Cellular service was still functioning.

But no coffee.

No lights to read the newspaper by.

I could check some news. Post the day’s message to Facebook about the local coffee shop.

But I started thinking about power.

In physics, power is the rate of doing work. It is the amount of energy consumed per unit time.

It would be trite to start talking about God and power, I suppose.

But power is related to energy.

Our energy must be continually replenished.

How?

Connection with the spirit?

Proper rest?

Proper nutrition?

Enough exercise?

So far today, for me, it’s check, check, check. Time to go out and get moving.

Living In An Always On Video World

May 12, 2017

You lose your emotional balance. Start yelling and screaming at someone. You do it long enough for at least one person, perhaps more, to point their smart phone and click video / record. One Facebook post later, and 2 million people see what a jerk you are.

You step outside, and someone could be taking your picture. If you have caused anger in your significant other, even in your house you could be the subject of a new “film at 11” on the Web.

You would think that all this surveillance would make us behave better.

I wonder if Biblical writers such as John, who often wrote about light and dark and things we do in each, or James, or Paul even in their nightmares could envision the public exposure extending their thoughts about doing good.

The problem is that we see one video over and over and our brain starts to think this is a common occurrence. It isn’t. I just completed two trips–two continents, 10 different flight segments, five airports. Not one thing worth videoing. Darn, I’m not going to be famous (he said facetiously).

Someone asked me last night, wouldn’t it have been better for the person shooting the video to step up and try to be part of the solution? Sometimes we can’t. But I bet most of the time we can.

What if someone videoed us doing an act of kindness? Of being a calming influence when tempers start to kindle? Of preventing a friend or neighbor from becoming the next Internet Star?

Mother’s Day Is Coming

May 11, 2017

Interesting that Jon Swanson wrote about Mother’s Day this morning.

I got into a conversation with an Israeli journalist yesterday in Las Vegas at the computer conference I attended. The subject of Mother’s Day came up. He was staying in the States for a second conference, so he would be here for the holiday. But he was confused about it. His English was not fluent. We could not translate “Hallmark Holiday” into terms he could comprehend.

According to a Wikipedia article, a certain Anna Jarvis began campaigning in 1905 for a day to be set aside as a national holiday in commemoration of her mother–a Civil War peace activist. Some states began recognizing it by 1908. President Woodrow Wilson signed a proclamation in 1911 setting Mother’s Day as the second Sunday in May.

But it didn’t take long….

Although Jarvis was successful in founding Mother’s Day, she became resentful of the commercialization of the holiday. By the early 1920s, Hallmark Cards and other companies had started selling Mother’s Day cards. Jarvis believed that the companies had misinterpreted and exploited the idea of Mother’s Day, and that the emphasis of the holiday was on sentiment, not profit. As a result, she organized boycotts of Mother’s Day, and threatened to issue lawsuits against the companies involved.

Gee, sounds like Christmas all over again. And Easter. And Father’s Day (well, maybe not so commercial, you can’t buy for men, you know). Did you know Sibling’s Day? Grandparent’s Day? Groundhog Day? Ooops, I think that one is different.

It is certainly hard to maintain your focus on meaning in the midst of hype.

My mother passed away quite a few years ago. I still remember the last time I saw her alive. But my wife reminds me that she is the mother of my children, so I should remember and honor her. And I will. For the 17th time in the past 22 years, I’ll be overseeing the referees at a soccer tournament. So, I’m out of her hair and she can do as she pleases.

But, maybe dinner later.

And to my many international readers–perhaps you don’t have a national holiday, but you could still take a day and do something special for your mother.

She Walks in Beauty

May 10, 2017
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Lord Byron

“Discover what makes you beautiful!” shouts a sign outside a store amongst the clamor of the Las Vegas strip.

The picture shows three overly made up young women with lips so bright red and painted to be so large that they appear to take over the entire face.

Obviously, I’m no judge of beauty by any current fads going around. But trust me, that wasn’t. But I know from reading ancient literature that women have been adorning themselves in order to attract attention or feel more beautiful for thousands of years.

Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised. –Proverbs

Maybe that was what Paul was thinking when he wrote that he preferred that women cover their hair in worship out of respect for God.

Regardless, pictures lie, but we all know a beautiful person when we meet one. The woman Byron described was wearing black in mourning, but her beauty transcended clothes and adornment. Beauty truly does come from within.