Chaplain’s Corner: CXLVI

“Not Forgotten”

It’s a dreadful thing to be forgotten. For some people, the very fear of that thing is a real thing. It’s called athazagoraphobia-the fear that no one will remember who I am or what I have done, or that I ever had a place in this world.

Solomon understood. At the very end of a list of laments about the meaninglessness of life “under the sun”—that is, in this world and this world alone—he makes this observation: “No one remembers the former generations, and those yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow them.” (Ecclesiastes 1:11)

We admit that athazagoraphobia isn’t entirely irrational. Many fears are focused on things that realistically aren’t going to do us in. That would include ranidaphobia (fear of frogs), and hexakosiohekontahexaphobia (a paralyzing fear of the number 666).

But in point of fact, you really are going to be forgotten. Within five or six generations, it’s almost certain that no one in your family tree will have a sense of the “real you”—what made you tick, what made you laugh, what made you get up in the morning. It doesn’t take nearly as long to be forgotten in the workplace. “Institutional amnesia” will set in within a few weeks of your departure from the office. Won’t anyone remember that you were once Employee of the Month, and that you had such great ideas at team meetings, and that you saved the company from that third quarter financial disaster? Probably not.

In this world, you really are going to be forgotten. And there’s nothing you can do about it. Well that’s not entirely true.

You can attempt to be famous. Try to set a world record that will be hard to break. Or produce a work of art that will be appreciated for centuries. Or write some amazing words that a handful of admirers will read over and over again. Or you can try to be infamous. Do something outrageous, illegal or tragically unforgettable.

Athazagoraphobia leads some people to forfeit their character and even their lives if only they will be remembered.

The English poet Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1882) is best remembered, ironically, for his sonnet about a once-great world leader who is now no longer remembered, even though he did everything in his power to preserve his legacy. The poem is called “Ozymandias”.

It’s no wonder Solomon opens his book with the words, “Meaningless! Meaningless!
Everything is utter meaningless”. But here, for the first time we take issue with Solomon. That’s because if you have come to know Jesus, then you know more than the wisest king in the Old Testament.

We may ultimately be forgotten “under the sun” here in this world. But followers of Jesus have good reason to believe that life isn’t over when it’s over. And where there is life there is memory. Our Heavenly Father declares through Isaiah: “Can a mother forget her nursing child? Can she feel no love for the child she has borne? But even if that were possible, I would not forget you!” (Isaiah49:15) And the Apostle Paul, writing to the young believers in Corinth, says, “For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror, then (that is in the next world we shall see face to face, Now I know in part; then I shall know fully even as I am fully known”. (I Corinthians 13:12)

To be in God’s presence is to be known. And to be “remembered” in the sense that God fully pays attention to all our moments- in this world and the next.

You know that fear that may strike you from time to time- the lurking suspicion that no one really knows who you are, and that no one will ever remember you were even here?

By God’s grace you can forget about it.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

 

Chaplain’s Corner: CXLVI

“Speak Up”

When Adolph Hitler rose to power in the 1920’s and 30’s, Germany was thought to have one of the most Christianized cultures on earth. So where was the Church as the Nazis began their genocidal purges of “undesirable” people groups? Church leaders had to make a choice: They could speak up, or they could risk losing their ministries, their freedom and even their lives.

A majority of pastors, priests, and seminary professors quietly made peace with Hitler. They looked the other way so they could keep their livelihoods. The cowardice of so many German spiritual leaders and intellectuals remains a source of deep shame to this day.

Dr. Martin Niemoeller (1892-1984) was a German Lutheran Pastor. As a military hero of World War I, he was at first sympathetic to the Fuhrer. But when Hitler declared that the Third Reich had ultimate authority in all matters-even over the voice of God- Niemoeller protested. In 1937 he was sent to Dachau, a Nazi concentration camp. Hitler hoped to win back Niemoeller’s loyalty, so he dispatched one of the pastor’s friends to visit him. “Martin, Martin, why are you here?” his friend asked. Niemoeller replied, “My friend, why are you not here?”

He survived more than seven years in the camps, and was liberated when the Allies swept into Germany in the spring of 1945. After the war Niemoeller frequently described the excruciating pressures of deciding whether to speak out or be silent. He is best known for these four lines:

“First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out, because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the trade unionist, and I did not speak out, because I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me-and there was no one left to speak for me.”

We may think that a wavering economy, or some new pandemic, or Chinese trade practices, or those crazy people on the Left or those nut cases on the Right, or terror attacks will finally do us in.

But our real enemy is apathy-sitting on the couch eating popcorn because we’re pretty sure somebody else will step up and take care of things. And no one would take us seriously anyways. Don’t believe it!

“Call on Me in the day of trouble, I will deliver you, and you will honor Me.” (Psalm 50:15)

Even if it feels you’re the only one willing to raise your voice. Speak up.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

Chaplain’s Corner: CXLV

“Here Comes the Judge”

Author and business executive Stephen Covey recounted a Sunday morning subway ride he took years ago in New York City. “People were sitting quietly-some reading newspapers, some lost in thought, some resting with their eyes closed. It was a calm, peaceful scene.” Then a man stepped into the subway with young children. The kids seemed unhinged. They were loud. They were throwing things. They grabbed people’s newspapers.

Covey was amazed. The father just sat there a few feet away, oblivious. He did nothing. “It was difficult not to feel irritated,” Covey remembered. Why wouldn’t this man assume responsibility for what was happening. Summoning what he felt was an unusual degree of patience and restraint, Covey finally turned to the man and said, “Sir, your children are really disturbing a lot of people. I wonder if you couldn’t control them a little more?”

With that the man seemed to emerge from a fog. “Oh, you’re right,” he said. “I guess I should do something about it.” Then he added: “We just came from the hospital where their mother died about an hour ago. I don’t know what to think and I guess I don’t know how to handle it either.”

In an instant everything changed.

The man Covey had judged to be a slacker father was in truth a suffering father experiencing one of the worst days of his life. Covey brimming with compassion, could only respond, “How can I help?”

There is good reason why Jesus warns us not to judge other people (Matthew 7:12): We never know the whole story. On this side of Heaven, we never can know the whole story. Here we need to pause and affirm that normal life requires a seemingly unending series of judgements concerning other people. Who’s the best mechanic to fix your car’s water pump? Who do you want babysitting your kids this weekend? Who will be elected mayor in your hometown this November? Which spiritual teacher is giving you the best counsel concerning your soul?

Such questions demand wise responses. We will definitely have to make some judgments. So what are we supposed to do with Jesus’ teaching? The best answer is to differentiate between discernment and hypocritical judgement. The Bible commands the former. Wise discernment should be a lifelong pursuit for everyone.

But if, with a critical spirit, we judge the habits, character, and motivations of other people-operating on the assumption that we know the whole story, and have a firm grasp on what is “appropriate” for every situation, and have no glaring defects in our own habits, character, or motivations, we will find ourselves sinking fast into spiritual quicksand.

There is of course, someone who knows the whole story of every person you will meet today. And Your whole story too. That someone is God. And God makes it pretty easy for us to know what to do when we find ourselves in the presence of other people who seem truly messed up.

Just love them.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

Chaplain’s Corner: CXLIV

“Rogue Waves”

Ancient mariners were famous for their stories of peril on the high seas.  They spoke of the
multi-tentacled Kraken that splintered whole ships; a vortex called the Maelstrom that pulled
vessels down a kind of oceanic drain; a precipitous drop-off where the flat earth came to its
edge; and warlike mermaids not likely to end up in a Disney animated film.  In the 21 st century
we can safely say such accounts were just fanciful myths.

But one other enduring “tall tale” has proven to be all too real:  the rogue wave.  Rogue waves
are defined as walls of water more than twice the size of other waves in the vicinity.  Sailors
have been reporting such monsters or killer waves for centuries.  Such stories were typically
dismissed as nonsense.

But consider the wave that hit the Eagle Island Lighthouse along the Irish coast on March 11,
1861.  The lighthouse sits a full 200 feet above the high water mark.  At midday, for no
apparent reason, an incredible wave of water suddenly materialized and slammed into the
main tower, breaking the glass at the very top and flooding the interior.  That was a 20-story-
tall monster.

Despite such evidence, scientists stubbornly held to the view that seeing isn’t always
believing. All that changed in 1995, when oceanographers were finally in the right place at
the right time to measure the so-called Draupner wave, a rogue wave at least 84 feet high
that slammed into the Draupner oil platform in the North Sea.

Today it is widely accepted that monster waves are not only real, but are probably rising
somewhere on the planet at any given moment.  They are frightening-not only because they
are unpredictable, but because they have demonstrated capacity to do significant damage.
It’s possible that many of the ships (both large and small) that have vanished without a trace
over the centuries were lost to rogue waves that seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

How do they originate?  Researchers have learned that most ocean waves move
independently of one another.  But every now and then a “pack” of waves will form a coherent
group.  In a process called modulation instability, all the waves in a group pour the energy into
a single rogue.  With little or no warning, a towering mass appears.  Then it collapses and
disappears quickly as it formed.

Every now and then it can seem as if a “rogue wave” of a different sort suddenly smashes into
our lives.

Lots of little frustrations-each of them independently manageable-come together at the same
time.  A sick child.  A malfunctioning air conditioner.  Smoke from Canadian fires.  Financial
problems.  That moron who cut you off in traffic.  An emotionally charged argument with
someone you love.  That’s all it takes. Without warning you feel as if you are drowning.

There are no rogue wave verses in the Bible.  But we do have this word from King David,
who, in a moment of desperation wrote:  “Save me O God, for the floodwaters have come up
to my neck”. (Psalm 69:1)

There is no wave too high, or ocean abyss so deep, that we can ever find ourselves beyond
God’s reach.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

Chaplain’s Corner: CXLIII

“What’s Your Problem?”

People are defined by their problems. Here’s a more accurate way to put it: You are defined by whatever you consider your most important problem.

A heartbreakingly large number of people in the world have to address the same vexing problems day after day: What are we going to eat today? How can I keep my children safe? Where can I find adequate healthcare? Who will take care of me when I can no longer take care of myself? People who experience greater prosperity begin to trade up for what we might call better and more interesting problems.

The problem with your problems, however, is that they might not be big enough. Sometimes we obsess over problems that are far too small: How can I get the recognition I deserve? How can I get rid of this sag around my middle? Who should the Colts start at quarterback next fall? What’s the simplest and easiest way to get rich?

You might protest that figuring out how to become rich is hardly a small problem, or everyone would have solved it. But it’s wiser to say that accumulating wealth is not a noble problem. It’s not a problem worth living and dying for. People with larger visions and what we might call “large souls” surrender their lives to extraordinary problems: How can we end human trafficking? How can a free society be both secure and welcoming to outsiders? How can we safeguard the earth’s fragile ecosystems? How can we eradicate poverty?

Sometimes the good life is pictured as a condition of having to face fewer and fewer problems. Sometimes even spirituality is marketed as the surest route to a problem free existence. But as corporate transformation guru Ichak Adizes points out, the only condition that absolutely guarantees the cessation of problems is death. “Having fewer problems is not living. It’s dying. Addressing and being able to solve bigger and bigger problems means that our strengths and capacities are improving”. In other words growing up and being successful doesn’t mean avoiding problems. It means having the courage to trade up to far more worthy problems.

As Jesus wrapped up his earthly ministry, having defeated humanity’s previously undefeated enemy (death) by rising from the dead, it appeared the disciple’s problems were over. But that was the very moment Jesus gave them the ultimate challenge. It’s called the Great Commission: “Go and make disciples of all nations, teaching them everything I have commanded you, baptizing them in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. (Matthew 28:19). All of a sudden they have this multi-generational job assignment that will require everything they can possibly give.

That might turn out to be a problem.

But the next verse changes everything. Jesus says, “And remember this: I am with you always, all the way to the finish line.” We may have been given the world’s most difficult and worthy challenge, but we’re also blessed to be in partnership with the greatest Problem-Solver the world will ever know.

So what’s your problem? We all need a problem so big and so important that it cannot be solved unless God shows up. Which interestingly enough, turns out to be the best definition of what it means to be rich.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

 

Chaplain’s Corner: CXLII

“True Healing”

Author and sociologist Tony Campolo frequently is invited to speak about his faith around the country. In fact I had him speak in Muncie back in 1995. A few years back he spoke at a church in Oregon. Following his message, Tony was approached by a man who was in the last stages of a battle with cancer. Campolo laid hands on him and prayed for healing. A few days later he received a call from the man’s wife. Sadly, he had died. Tony felt terrible.

The wife surprised him by saying, “Don’t feel bad. When he came into that church last Sunday, he knew he was going to be dead in a short period of time, and he hated God. She went on to explain that he was 58 years old and wanted to see his grandchildren grow up. He was furious that this all-powerful God didn’t take away his sickness and give him another shot at life.

“He would lie in bed and curse God,” she said. The more anger towards God grew, the more miserable he was to everyone around him. “It was an awful thing to be in his presence.” She continued, “After you payed for him, a peace came over him and a joy had come into him. Tony the last three days have been the best days of our lives. We’ve sung. We’ve laughed. We’ve read scripture. We’ve prayed. Oh, they’ve been wonderful days. And I called to thank you for laying your hands on him and praying for healing.”

Campolo recalls that she then said something incredibly profound. “He wasn’t cured. But he was healed”.

Those are very different things.

All of us ask God for the cure. We ask God to take away the chronic pain or wasting disease. We pray that the leaders of nations at war declare a truce and order their troops to stand down. We beg God to bring back home the teenager who packed up and moved out without saying goodbye. We ask with all our hearts that rancor would disappear from the next board meeting that decisions can be made without fighting.

Make no mistake:  There are plenty of places in Scripture where God commands us to ask him for such cures.  But cures aren’t really the best things in life.  They don’t even last.  Even the most optimistic “miracle worker” will never promise that you can somehow cheat death in the end.

Make no mistake: There are plenty of places in Scripture where God commands us to ask him for such cures. But cures aren’t really the best things in life. They don’t even last. Even the most optimistic “miracle worker” will never promise that you can somehow cheat death in the end.

Healing is different. The healing that springs from the power of the Holy Spirit brings about real change-the inward transformation of hearts and souls. Somehow we receive the power to “forgive” and we let go of hatred. Somehow we receive the grace to stop drinking and we realize we’re no longer slaves to addiction. Somehow the cloud of deepest sadness we have ever known begins to lift and once again we feel hope. Life is rarely trouble free after such moments. But it is definitely different.

God doesn’t always provide the cure we seek. We don’t always receive the news we long to hear. But God is the Master Healer who assures us that in this world or the next, everything wrong is going to be made whole. “So if anyone is in Christ there is a new creation: everything old has passed away, and the New has arrived!” (2 Corinthians 5:17)

That’s the healing we need more than anything else. And it’s the gift we actually receive.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

 

Chaplain’s Corner: CXLI

“Pray Continually”

Have you ever wanted to memorize a Bible verse? Looking for one that’s short and easy to remember? Try I Thessalonians 5:17. It’s just two words: Pray Continually. That’s it. Now if it only seemed possible to live out such a verse.

The average American watches more than four hours of television every day but spends no more than 10 minutes in focused prayer. That’s a long way from praying continually. Most of us are intimidated by so-called prayer warriors. Martin Luther for example, set aside his “three best hours” every day for prayer, the three hours during which he could direct his greatest energy and focus to talking with God.

John Wesley was relentless in his spiritual pursuits. He preached more than 40,000 sermons over the course of his 18th century ministry, traveled almost a quarter of a million miles on foot and on horseback, and was still preaching twice a day in his late 80’s. He wrote in his spiritual journal at age 86: “Laziness is slowly creeping in. There is an increasing tendency to stay in bed after five-thirty in the morning.”

What are we to make of the Bible’s command to keep our eyes fixed on God and pray in every possible circumstance? How can we ever live such a life? The answer is actually rather straightforward. We take the life we already have and infuse it with a continual dialogue with God. We keep company with God no matter where we go, no matter what we do. Our goal becomes to live all our moments in the joyful awareness of God’s presence. We not only live our life but we choose to pray our life one moment at a time.

From the start, it’s helpful to set aside the notion that “real prayers” require formal openings and closings. In his book Prayer, Richard Foster writes, “Countless people have such a stained glass image of prayer that they fail to recognize what they are experiencing as prayer and so condemn themselves for not praying.” In other words, “praying continually” means transforming the running dialogue of our thoughts (which we are always experiencing no matter what) into a dialogue that we choose to share with God.

So what might that look like? First you might offer a silent expression of thanks as you experience the warmth of summer: Lord thanks that someone whose name I’ll never know invented air conditioning! As you greet a friend you can be praying: Send your Spirit to join us during this conversation. If you encounter someone here at Westminster wearing a worried look, pray secretly: God encourage her or him today. When that exceedingly difficult person comes to mind-the one who stabbed you in the heart a month ago or 20 years ago- be honest, God I can’t stand him or her. I know you know that. Keep softening my feelings and somehow use those terrible memories for your glory. If you find yourself wondering why God allows such difficult people to come into your life, you might hear him saying: And exactly what other kind of people are there? He may even add, Don’t worry, you can bet you are somebody else’s “difficult person.”

All day long, no matter what is happening or not happening you can offer this prayer under your breath at any time: “Father, I’m so glad you’re in charge of everything, so I don’t have to be.” We don’t have to trade up for a different life to have regular conversation with God.

By God’s grace, the life we already have can become the foundation for a conversation that never really ends.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

 

Chaplain’s Corner: CXXXVIII

“Send Me Home”

I woke up this morning to the news that Tim Keller had died over the weekend. Tim Keller was Pastor of Redeemer Church in New York City with over 5,000 members. His ministry spanned over four decades. Tim Keller taught people how to live. After he was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in June 2020, Keller began to teach people how to die–a mission he completed last Friday morning when he left this world at the age of 72.

Keller was an unlikely spiritual giant. His friends thought he was crazy when in 1989, he left small town America to plant a new church in mid-town Manhattan. But the fledgling congregation exploded, soaring from 50 participants to more than 5,000. Redeemer Presbyterian Church has become the launching pad for a constellation of other churches and related ministries across New York City and the world.

The most stunning feature of Keller’s ministry has been the makeup of his flock. At least 40% of Redeemer’s participants are Asian-Americans. One-third are single adults. Many Broadway artists were drawn to Keller’s teaching. More than anything else, he displayed a heart for skeptics. He spent decades dialoguing with secularists–listening to their concerns, respecting their doubts, providing honest answers to honest questions. Many of his 33 books address the 21st century’s underlying homesickness for God.

He routinely pointed out that our lives are more comfortable than those of any previous generation in history. Why then is our culture afflicted with such a pervasive feeling of hopelessness? “The great problem is how to have a human hope that can make sense of death, and help us to face the fear of death and even triumph over it.”

The British wit Samuel Johnson once observed: “Depend on it sir, when a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.” Given fresh motivation to concentrate his mind wonderfully on what lies beyond the grave, Keller released his book “Hope in Times of Fear: The Resurrection and the Meaning of Easter” in the spring of 2021.

He pointed out that human beings are fundamentally hope-based creatures. We all need to know that our stories are leading somewhere. What we believe about the future powerfully controls how we experience the present. Keller reflected: “The deepest desires of our hearts is for love that lasts.” But that’s the crushing thing about secularism. According to the materialist conception of the universe, all hope of a meaningful and personal future has been erased. Nothing awaits us but non-existence.

Recently I led a celebration of life service where friends of the deceased shared memories of their friend. They endeavored to provide a word of hope. Their friend wasn’t really gone. Her molecules were being re-circulated. She would become part of the grass and the trees. The next time we saw flowers, we would know it was “her.” But those words did not generate hope. I went on to share that same day that this woman whose life we were remembering was a Christian who had given her life to Christ. She had concluded her story wasn’t going to end in a cemetery.

Keller wrote: “Death used to be able to crush us, but now all death can do is plant us in God’s soil so we become something extraordinary.” He added, “Grieve with hope. Wake up and be at peace: laugh in the face of death and sing for joy at what’s coming.”

His son Michael reports that two weeks ago his dad had prayed: “I’m thankful for the time God has given me, but I’m ready to see Jesus. I can’t wait to see Jesus, Send me Home”.

 

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

 

Chaplain’s Corner: CXXXVII

“FACES”

Windsor Elliot was blessed with one of the world’s most beautiful faces. During the meteoric rise as a fashion model in the 1960’s, she appeared on the cover of Vogue four times. Diana Vreeland, the magazine’s editor-in-chief, coached her models with a six word maxim: “Fake it, Fake it, Fake it”. At the height of her career, Windsor began to grasp just how fake her life really was.

She never planned on becoming a model. Her childhood had not been easy. After her parents divorced, she became a ward of the State of California. For a while she lived in a juvenile center full of hopelessness, chaos and mindless authority. She grew up without a single memory of anyone telling her that trusting God might be a viable option for facing life. That was fine. She would carve her own path. That path took an unexpected turn at a party in Paris hosted by Salvador Dali, the world’s most famous surrealist painter. All the beautiful people were there. She was one of them but there was something about the whole experience that seemed fake. She asked herself “is there any authentic mystery and meaning to life-something that wasn’t fake?

Sometimes while walking down New York’s Fifth Avenue she cried out, “God, I can’t find you. If you are there would you please find me?”

Writing today under her married name of Jenny Guinness, she shares the story of how she became a follower of Jesus. Her memoir is called “Faces.” Jenny points out that everybody has three faces. First, there’s the face we’re born with. Second, there are the various faces we “put on” throughout our lives-the cosmetic, emotional and social masks we wear in order to appear happier or wiser or more alluring than we really are. Finally, there’s the face we are becoming-the visage that reflects the person who is gradually emerging over the course of a lifetime. Our culture is overwhelmingly preoccupied with the transition from Face 1 to Face 2. It’s the journey from Face 2 to Face 3 of course that actually matters.

Many of us struggle with what psychologists call the crisis of the False Self. There is a distance between who I really am and the person I think I should be. We put on a face that smiles, even though we are sad. A face that exhibits confidence even though we feel inept. The wider the gap, the more weariness we feel.

The most important call in your life is not what you do. It’s who you become. How does such a thing happen? It happens slowly. But as we offer ourselves day by day to God’s Spirit, it happens surely.

The Apostle Paul writes in 2 Corinthians 3:8, “And we all, who with unveiled face contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being His into His image with ever-increasing joy-increasingly glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.” This is an astonishing promise. Our “face,” our real self is being transformed into Christ’s image-His very self.

That process begins in this world and isn’t completed until we receive the gift of wholeness and holiness in the next. In the meantime, we don’t have to fake it, fake it, fake it to make it through life.

By God’s Grace we can develop more and more of the beautiful “face” that reflects the identity of our Lord.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor, Chaplain

Chaplain’s Corner: CXXXVI

“Resting in God”

As I walk around Westminster Village on a daily basis I observe residents sitting, sometimes reading, doing exercise but I wonder how many of you are practicing the presence of God. Are you taking time to meditate, pray or just be in the presence of God? The Sabbath is a day of rest when we take time to focus on our relationship with God in worship and praise. But we need to find those timeless moments in each day to allow our souls to be at peace.

A woman gazes out her window, savoring a cup of coffee. A couple yawn and stretch on silk sheets, welcoming the rising sun. Friends walk together slowly through the woods. A teenager strums a guitar at the end of a pier enshrouded by mists rising from a lake. If only we could enjoy such contentment.

There is wonderful news! Such restfulness is just a transaction away. All you need is to try Maxwell House coffee. Or invest your nest egg with Fidelity. Or rent a cottage in the woods through Airbnb. Then you too will be able to find contentment. Here’s the irony. Restfulness can actually be yours right now, in the life you already have. And it’s free.

All you need to do is to receive a gift that God has always been willing to give. It’s connected to the deep wisdom of keeping a Sabbath-setting aside time in each day to make a break with your routine and the culture in which we live, move and have our being. The Hebrew word SHABBAT means stop, quit, cut it out. It’s part of the design of creation. It’s not a request or recommendation. It’s a command we find in Genesis. And it’s quite possibly the single most challenging divine directive for Americans in the 21st century.

That’s because activity makes us feel useful. And important. And maybe, from time to time, we even have moments when it seems as if we’re actually in control. There are things to be done: answering a dozen emails, breakfast, lunch and dinner and doctor’s appointments. But none of these activities- in fact no task in our life rivals the importance of placing ourselves in God’s presence. And then simply staying there.

The unidentified author of the New Testament book of Hebrews acknowledges that entering God’s “Sabbath rest”-resting from our strenuous efforts to make it through life under our own steam-is a major challenge. “Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest.” (Hebrews 4:11)

When you think about it, that’s a wonderful turn of phrase. It takes effort to enter God’s rest. It takes planning and resolve to keep the Sabbath in a culture that is allergic to slowing down.

Author, Dan Allendar, adds that Sabbath comes down to replacing daily frenzy with the kinds of things that fill our souls with joy. There’s no consensus amongst followers of Jesus as to how we are to keep the Sabbath or even if there’s a particular day of the week-Saturday? Sunday? –that should be targeted. If you’re just beginning to consider a Sabbath experience, you might choose to carve out half a day. Or designate a block of a couple of hours in which you unplug yourself from the world.

What we really need is to just set aside the time in each week to enjoy what God has actually given to us.

Faithfully,
Ron Naylor